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multiple - sadness by Josh (J's Poems)  [message #71338] Fri, 08 April 2016 17:08 Go to previous message
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On fire!

Registered: April 2006
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This is new..
..I don't know what else to say..
I hope you like it, if you like sad writings..
Take care..

~~~~~

multiple - sadness

Written by: someone
Date: April 6, 2016
Time: 6:42 PM

bye.....

~~~~~
multiple - sadness
~~~~~~

lie
lie lie, lie..
lie lie lie....

He takes a breath.
More like a sigh.
He's not good. And he knows this.
He thinks... He thinks he's evil..

DON'T TELL THEM THAT!...

(another lie)

For him, there is no truth..
Only lies.
He's in a dark space.

He listens to Heartbeat by Broove.
The music is enchanting. Mesmerizing..

Why does there have to be pain in this world?
Why do we have to exist?
Maybe we don't exist..

Is that a scary thought?
Not really.. He lives it every day.
To him, the him that exists, and plays along, and goes along with everything, isn't him..

He doesn't want this..
He's stuck.
Decaying. In the streets. In the rain.
The rain, is a healer..
Cars just pass by..

Maybe this is the real him?
What is real?

Is it having a shadow?
A voice? A body?

What is.. real?
We don't know.
And sometimes, it gets to us.
We're sad. And we're suffocating like this...

He takes another breath.
Maybe I don't want to be real.
Maybe I don't want, to be.

I'm a shadow.
Just a shadow. Living in his place.
I put on this fake persona.
Everyone calls him Josh.
He prefers J. The one letter.

The name, Josh, connects him to bad places.
Places he wants to forget..
But we never can..

So I am me. And I am not me.
We are, and are not, him.

What IS real?

You think I'm living?
No. I'm dying every day.
Wrapped in sadness, and the illusion of happiness..

It's all grey.
There is no colour anymore.
Just black and white.
I try to be the colour that fills in.
But I cannot be.

I wanted to live..
But sadness, took away my story...

~~~~~

~End~

[Updated on: Fri, 08 April 2016 21:04]

 
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