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Survival
Write a poem based on the theme of survival.
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Telling me to survive
Yelling at me to survive.
Who are you to tell me this
Making me cut my wrists
Yet complaining,
Still whining.
Why I’m not normal,
Full of burn marks.
Yet spitting in my face
Making my heart race.
Leaving me in believe,
Making me think of releave.
Yet nothing is there to safe,
It’s like a fucking rave.
Never ending,
Too much time spending.
So loud of a sound
Falling thr...
Everybody knows I’m high,
I crave my madness—it’s the only time I feel alive!
You love the glimmer in my eye.
I sparkle and glow bright,
getting lost in the euphoric summer nights.
Flying high,
who else but me could possibly survive?!
This morning the curtains stayed drawn,
contributing to the overwhelming darkness.
My heavy limbs were sinking into the bed,
every jagged breath filled my c...
In shadows deep, where wild things lie,
The breath of life, a whispered sigh,
Amidst the chaos, fierce and wild,
Survival's song is reconciled.
Through storms that rage and forests thick,
The heart beats strong, the mind grows quick,
With every step on rugged ground,
A testament to life unbound.
The sun may scorch, the night may freeze,
Yet strength is found in trembling knees,
For in the face o...
(Found a piece he didn’t post yet and thought I’d share)
What’s on your mind?
Oh my
Let me be your therapist tonight
Take five
Is it the thrill of conversation
And whispers of places
The forbidden conversation
We have in hidden places
Oh my
I’m fine
Don’t ask me about my problems
I’m the problem
Always interested in what goes on in your mind
Let me be your therapy
I’ve worked so hard to be th...
They were snarling tigers
Fire that burns through the thickest forest.
The type that would ruin a life without ever stopping to see whose life they were ruining.
There was no telling if they did it on purpose
Or if it was in their nature to be so disastrous.
A hurricane ripping through a city, uprooting everything in its path.
It’s something that cant be escaped
The inherent need to destroy
Tr...
Survival used to be a game;
The Hunger Games,
but now it’s pretty lame,
because it’s real with it’s constant pains.
‘Cause everyone else is friends
and you’re just the nerd,
and everything just depends
on what stone hit which bird.
Confusing, isn’t it?
But that’s just school for you
You’re going to be hit,
but never forget to be improved; new.
Survival is school,
boring to the skull.
But you’ll...
Gasping for water,
Grasping the edge,
Starving, screaming,
Shouting, slowing,
Falling silent now,
Then starting again,
Blinking back tears,
Marching, moving,
Running, rallying,
Falling, flying,
Calling and crying,
Saving, surviving,
All of it again
Every day, yesterday,
To-day, to-morrow,
Last week, next week,
Every day different,
Every day the same.
Always struggling,
Always scraping by,
Never qu...
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