4 Years

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For a demon it seems
has ripped my dreams

I fear I no longer exist

Out the blood beams
As I sow the seams

Clarity lost in a mist

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Out still I cry

That I want to die

The pain of not knowing hurt

Forced to surrender

My feelings in a blender

Wishing I'd die from birth

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Pain was the cost

As love was lost

I tremble in fear of the past

I once had the chance

Lost in a glance

And so the pain amassed

Chill the FUCK out

Hurry hurry! dont miss a thing!

You must become great or everyone will hate you

You must be good in bed or you will be called worthless

You must win every fight for fights are what life is about

Every argument must be won or you will die

You are so pathetic... sigh.

..Chill the fuck out..

Sleepless fucking shithellmotherfuck.

Couldnt sleep last night so what did I do?, I started creating... poetry and a new pianocomposition, but it all turned out like a retarded donkeys arsehole, PERFECT a wasted night and tiredness times a milion... ready for work... seriously life.. fuck off.

Dreams no more

Who I wanted to become...

Faded away

What I wanted to achieve...

Is no more

The dreams I had...

Were stolen in my sleep

What I wanted to hold...

Was never mine

And all I have left is a memory... of what I never accomplished

Nothingness gives me calm, as I realise the truth

I am already dead, and has been... from youth

Breaking the selfbuilt prison

desperatly trying to find
something that connects this madness
a place of clarity behind
ending up with unknown adress

so now Im laying here,
on my bed
when thoughts like fear
passes through my head

I'm afraid for people to know
the fraility that lives inside
and the weakness will only grow
for I never show that side

its in the dark
the sensation is awoken
ignites a spark
when poetry is spoken

depression is captured in creation
making it into something real
it creates a mental elevation
where you can see the way you feel

I hope I can inspire
Others feeling the same
To create the clensing fire
To use poetry without shame

The Answer To Misery

In every part of the world

Misery is spreading

Our view of life is twirled

Purity of people are shredding

Instead of trying to understand

We judge and hate

A complete explanation we demand

We leave no room for debate

We are made this way

Because we believe it's strong

To never from our beliefs stray

This way is obviously wrong

Pushed into never showing our weak side

Believing it will make us stronger

But this only makes us hide

We remain ourselves no longer

And as we fail to be true

We feel like something is lost

And so we do what we do

To feel better no matter the cost

This starts the reaction

Of endless searching for power

But we never get more than a fraction

As in lies we ourselves devour

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End of part I

Love in it's purest form

I want to love every part

Good and bad

For you have invaded my heart

Like no one ever had

The thought of losing you made me fear

So I tried to gain control

Manipulating what I held dear

And so time took it's toll

I loved you for who you were when we met

Now I've made you weak

The shining sun you were is about to set

And I'm too embaressed to speak

The one I loved exists no longer

For I have destroyed your self-asteem

I wish I was stronger

So I could have told you what I mean

One should love and cherish

A person for who they are

When truth and honesty reign, love will never perish

We have to find someone willing to go that far

Stuck and crushed by lies

I was taught to be one way

To cloak my fear and hide

Strong in rumours I aimed to stay

Fake smile, tear down my side.

Feeling it's too late

In loneliness I'm stuck

When I let feelings inflate

I'm all out of luck

When one only shows strength

Distance taken by fear

Will seem like ignorance

And pain shifts up a gear

Being too weak to tell the truth

I let people paint that picture of me

Now that it has ruined my youth

It's too late to make everyone see

There's no energy or time

To make everyone else understand

My thoughts become poetry and rhyme

Opened link from heart to hand

Loneliness has always been an issue

Created by the curse of being someone I'm not

It left me crying, taking another tissue

Locked in a shell to rot

I'm done hiding

It's time for the real to show

No more social-based-deciding

In truth and time I'll grow

KORVSTRIPPS

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