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POEM STARTER
"Love is the lie that keeps us alive."
Use this as the first or last line of a poem in any style.
Writings
I didn’t know he’d go all crazy
My own boyfriend
Dragging me
Down
Down
Down
Into his cold basement
Letting my head hit the stairs
My hands are tied
Binded by the rough rope,
Rope
Rope
Rope
He tells me I am his.
But I am not
I will not let him have me
But I can make him think
Think that I am his
Think that I have fallen in love
But how can I?
My mouth has a sock in it
I cannot speak
I cannot ...
“I’m proud of you” hurts more than
your silence.
Your smiles weave lies together like second nature.
And if I said a word,
your screams would echo down the hallways..
The hall where your gaze
is sharper than knives.
And you watch my every move
like you watch you’re phone scroll away…
Love is the lie
that is keeping us alive.
A lie your smiles decorated with your emboidery
that I pain...
Love is the lie that keeps us alive
And the very thought of you not loving me,
Was paralyzing not so long ago…
Thinking back… oh how I begged you,
Hot, salty tears seemed to stain my face for days
And you, hundreds of miles away
Tucked away in your bunk… rolling on 18 wheels
Further and further away from us you drive
No responsibility, no one to answer to, no one to hold you accountable or re...
Love is the lie
That keeps us alive
It keeps us on going
And fighting each day
We’re stronger
When we believe it
Then you know it is there
If you just hold on tight
Even at the lowest
And darkest of times
Just the thought of a love
Can bring you to the light
Not even a deep love
Or strong hold too tight
Just a small little feather
That floats on just right
A piece to hold on to
To keep growing...
Natural selection was never my forte,
I was happy drifting in shadows,
Going through life, unnoticed—till you came.
Your love was intoxicating,
A light so fierce I couldn’t look away.
You didn’t just save my life—you changed it.
And of all the myths we choose to believe in,
One feels unshakably true:
Love is the lie that keeps us alive....
I found out that love is a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
I found out that love is a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Oh
I found out that love is a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
I met her in the club
Time to get close
I found out that love is a drug
Now I need to look for a plug
Throw my heart under the rug
I got too close
I got too close
Heartbreak heartbreak
Just another...
Love is the lie that keeps us alive.
It is not beauty born to the tongue that speaks it.
It is not grace nor ease for those who invite it.
Love does not whisper with the subtlety of the wind, to kindly make its presence known.
It is not ubiquitous, as so often described, not many are even born from it.
It is not warm hands that keep away the cold waters of the Styx.
It sits quite nicel...
Love is the lie that keeps us alive…
My dreams fell short in the dark
Sinkable, broken, lost
I reach for you every day but I catch air
I would catch you and we would be together
And I would be with you.
I imagine me and and you making
Surgar cookies together and watching
Migrating birds fly over the land
Their shadows would reign on us
I would be with you
In a thunderstorm, you would hold on
To...
Love is the lie that keeps us alive.
So maybe I haven't been living.
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I'm not like other writers with beautiful vocabulary that makes people swoon.
My poems have no rhythm.
They're jarring, just like my emotions.
They're chaotic, lacking a singular focus.
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