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Marked by your words.
Oh the pain in my head,
which nothing takes away.
Stung by your knife,
Aching in my mind,
that clouds the day.
My eyes so so white,
paled by stinging bleach.
Nothing helps, I say.
Though I look in the mirror,
tears staining my cheeks,
and I smile and say,
"tomorrow is a new day."
Oh the pain in my head,
which nothing takes away.
Stung by your knife,
Aching in my mind,
that clouds the day.
My eyes so so white,
paled by stinging bleach.
Nothing helps, I say.
Though I look in the mirror,
tears staining my cheeks,
and I smile and say,
"tomorrow is a new day."
Literature
Nothing But Laughter: Prologue
I still remember it all like it was yesterday. The day I learned my family was gone. Not a day goes by where I wish I was there to save them.
Alex’s Journal
The lone dimmed room was far too silent for the mercenary known as Marquis. The lone metal desk with stools welded into the floor sitting on both sides made it all feel like an interrogation room. The metallic interior walls were covered with an aged coat of chipping paint as a poor attempt to make the place look like a room of an average house. But it was clear that whoever owned this place had long since given up making it look homely.
Mark was beginning to feel a little naked
Literature
Elegist
Dear Poetry,
It’s been far too long since I’ve written you
and the reason I know this is because you’ve been banging on my door
everyday now for the past three months saying
“Where have you been?”
But I have been too busy dying over a job that couldn’t care less
if I walked out onto the streets and laid in the crosswalk.
I have spent too much time under fluorescent lights smelling like stale bread and mustard
to find the time to talk to you.
I have slaved on my days off only to be pushed down instead of raised
and told I am not worth fifty cents by a man who rapes me with his eyes.
Now, I know what yo
Literature
In That Moment
Have you ever had a moment
When you felt like
You were going to cry,
But forced your eyes to stay dry
Because you were ready to die inside?
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This is a beautiful piece. I loved the way you ended it with hope of a new day--it's a great way of demolishing sadness. Keep it up. 