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I’m fine
I’m fine,Or at least I think I am.At least that’s what I say to them, when they ask me how I am.Because there’s no point explaining,No one can really help me,In fact sometimes, they just end up, making things worse. I’ve tried ranting,Talking about my problems,But it’s either no one gets it ,Or they give…
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The secret keeper
“Hush!”You can’t say a word.It violates the code.The one you swore to keep.“Hush!”Don’t you dare tell a soul.What will your conscience say,When your confidant tells the whole world? You want to be a good friend,Or at least a good listener.So when people come along and ask you,“Can I tell you a secret?”You shrug and nod…
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A moment of indecision
How terrible it is to be confused,To have considered all possible scenarios,And still not know what to do.You just want the best results.You don’t want to have any regrets.But your anxiety is at its peak,And no one else can really help. You ask for advice,And they give it to freely.But you fine yourself asking them…
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Happy phase
A happy phase I call it,The little interlude between My woes,I’m not in tears having a depressive episode,And I’m not numb from feeling so much. The happy phase is neither here nor there.It doesn’t mean I’ve gotten My happy ending,It’s just that time when my hope burns brighter,Than a newly bought expensive lighter.Everything seems weightless,…
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The sound of a breaking heart
I wasn’t in love.No, this isn’t a romantic poem,Entailing details of a lover’s spat.It’s a poem that tells tales,Of lost hope and forgotten dreams.A story of despair,Filled with raw heart break and tears. The sound of a breaking heartIs quiet yet so very loud.The pain paralyses you, rendering you sad and hopeless.You lose the will…
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Resolve: A short story
Clementine staggered forward not because she was trying to be difficult but because she had no energy left in her. Physically, her strength had been depleted and she was wondering how she was still conscious. Mentally, she felt even worse. Her resolve had basically been diminished by the jury’s verdict. There was no way out…
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Someday
Bad things happen all the time.Some days I can handle them,I can show up,It looks like I’ll be alright.Other days are just dreadful,I can’t study, mess up deadlines,I don’t even want to get out of bed,Look at me right now,Still in my pajamas at twelve pm. And it sucks,Because I wish these days wouldn’t come.And…
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On the verge of breakthrough
I’ve heard a lot of news,Rumors, I’ll call them,Because I’ve been down for so long,I’m not sure if I should believe them. People tell me lots of things,About the verge of breakthrough.“That’s where you are” They tell me.But I don’t want to get my hopes up,Only for them to get dashed again. They tell me…
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Cycle
Every day it’s the same,Wake up, go out, come back, stress out.You might have noticed that I omitted something,But how can I sleep when the monotony is so distressing. I feel like I have nothing to live for anymore,Like I’ve seen it all, and nothing will change any longer.I feel like I’m just existing… In…
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Help
It’s fun.It makes my day.To help others,And makes sure they’re okI give advice,Lend a helping hand.Doing whatever I can,To make sure they’re safe and sound. What gets to me,Even though it shouldn’t,Is that I can’t always assist everyone,Every single time.I always want to know the right thing to say,the right decision to make, the right…
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