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Post of The Month (May)

Horsemad is our Post of The Month winner voted by the community:

"Hey lost sense,
I've had several MRI scan on my head and back i look at it as a huge ring doungnut that your going through the middle. You will has a thing over your head and will have earphones on they will speak to you through them a erasure you, I gave them my phone so they could play my playlist I was given a panic button so if I felt panicky I could press it and they would stop and get me out xx.."
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    (Could possibly trig)


    It was suggest to have a thread for poems to keep the place a little tidier. So here it is, feel free to add to it and let ur creative side out, from one line to a billion.

    Theres also a trig warning, just incase

  • #2
    Do not ask me to remember.

    Do not ask me to remember.
    Do not try to make me understand.
    Let me rest and know you're with me.
    Kiss my cheek and hold my hand.
    I'm confused beyond your concept.
    I am sad and sick and lost.
    All that I know is that I need you to be with me at all cost.
    Do not lose your patience with me.
    Do not scold or curse my cry.
    I cant help the way I am acting.
    Cant be different though I try.
    Just remember that I need you.
    That the best of me is gone.
    Please dont fail to stand beside me,
    Love me till my life is done.
    You are enough

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    • #3
      Love that poem Lostsense
      And you know we'll always be there for you and never try to change you.

      Anyway, here's mine
      SUCCESS is not final, FAILURE is not fatal; it is the courage to continue that counts

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      • #4
        Eulogy for the living
        By me

        You think heís smiling but heís lying.
        That heís laughing: itís not true.
        But you canít blame him for his trying,
        After all that heís been through.

        You see the cuts along his skin?
        They tell a story of their own.
        But thereís no way to even begin
        To get his concept of Ďaloneí.

        His heart is broken but itís beating.
        His bedís his home all day and night.
        Any hope he has is fleeting,
        Of ever living in the light.

        If you think that youíve been there,
        That you have seen it all.
        No, I guess that life is not fair,
        But youíre not alone at all.

        Some people have it better,
        And some others have it worse.
        But if weíre there for each other,
        Then each other, we can nurse.

        Live life in just this moment new,
        Donít even think about the past.
        The pain that youíve always been through,
        Will comfort you at last.
        SUCCESS is not final, FAILURE is not fatal; it is the courage to continue that counts

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        • #5
          I feel like that one's an extended metaphor for something, but it's too complicated for me to understand haha. Must mean it's good!!
          SUCCESS is not final, FAILURE is not fatal; it is the courage to continue that counts

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          • #6
            This is one I wrote for my girlfriend. I don't claim to be good at poetry, but if this was absolutely terrible she would have loved it anyway. Saying that, pretty sure it is absolutely terrible


            Its 3 AM and Iím still awake,
            With thoughts in my head I just canít shake.
            Thereís a girl hundreds of miles away,
            But my heart really needs her to stay.

            She thinks Iím funny, well she is too,
            The hardest times, sheís got me through.
            Of all the people Iíve ever known,
            Sheís the most human, she takes the throne.

            The reason I love her as I do,
            Is she does something I could never do.
            She knows my flaws and she doesnít care,
            I think sheíd love me anywhere.

            Iíve lived too long inside this shell,
            But it wasnít just my personal hell.
            Part of her was in here too,
            Without her with me, I couldnít do.

            She loves that Iím soppy,
            And loves how Iím rude,
            She makes me so happy,
            She lifts my whole mood.

            I wonít say I love her,
            It wouldnít be fair,
            To make her stay with me,
            When sheís better off elsewhere.

            But I canít live without her,
            I canít say goodbye.
            I donít know how Iíd live now,
            Without her by my side.
            SUCCESS is not final, FAILURE is not fatal; it is the courage to continue that counts

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            • #7
              Lucy met a train,
              a train met Lucy
              The Train was juicy,
              the juice was Lucy.
              Doves, Playboys, Biscuits, Barrels, Callies, Clear Caps, China Whites, Rhubarbs, Loony Toons, New Yorkers... you know, bang on, larging it, the full monty, safe as houses, pair of trousers, what a laugh, let's do another half!

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              • #8
                Don't tell me that I'm beautiful
                Until you've seen the marks
                Etched on my skin
                And the ones on the inside
                On my heart
                That I hide

                Don't tell me that I'm strong
                Until you've seen me break down
                Fall apart
                Time and time again
                And cry until the tears no longer come

                Don't tell me that I'm a wonderful person
                Until I shut you out completely
                And push you away
                Because I promised myself
                That you're just like the rest
                And you'll get tired of me too

                Don't tell me that I'm lovely
                Until you've seen those nights that are like pure horror
                And the terror that sometimes posses me
                Seen me sob and tremble and question "why me?"
                Until I run out of air
                And collapse

                Don't tell me that I'll get through this
                That this is only temporary
                Until you've seen the inner torment
                Inside of my mind
                And the demons that refuse
                To be silent

                But if you have seen that other part of me
                The scars, pain, insecurities and bitterness
                That I hide
                The voices that whisper during the day
                And scream during the night
                The darkness lurking behind my smile
                And you still stay by my side
                Then maybe....just maybe.... I believe you....
                You are enough

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                • #9
                  Mopped floors and hoovered halls,
                  Dusted living room walls and clean doors.

                  No dirt in the draws,
                  Or crumbs on the floor,

                  This home with no flaws.
                  Leaves me wondering is there any kids at all?

                  Not a toy on the stairs,
                  Or a sock in the drier,

                  Leaves me curious to think
                  ...Is this house for hire?

                  But as the night draws in,
                  And the floors creek within,

                  My mind begins to change,
                  With the singing hymns of children's screams.

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                  • #10
                    'singing hymns of children's screams'

                    I dont know what it is I like about that bit, I just find it a bit haunting.

                    Loved this one, it speaks to me
                    SUCCESS is not final, FAILURE is not fatal; it is the courage to continue that counts

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                    • #11
                      Lost Sister

                      It might be hard for you to understand,
                      But I miss my sister that much it makes me frown,
                      We use to go on bike rides and make mud pies,
                      Feed the ducks and look at the sky.

                      We use to think what it was like to fly,
                      And jump off benches to get that little high.

                      I know she had problems (but don't we all?)
                      Being sick when she wasn't,
                      But if she just had some love,
                      Maybe she wouldn't...

                      You might not understand,
                      But when I moved away,
                      I lost my best friend that day.
                      Last edited by Distraction; 08-07-2017, 10:47 AM.

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                      • #12
                        Just wanted to say love all these poems,

                        Lostsense - yours are so powerful it really makes me feel

                        ellaleftwonderland - you put it together in such a smart way, you really have a skill for writing ( also wheres you profile picture from? reminds me of an old song )

                        Aidan - yours are so class

                        Skive - Funny as hell
                        Last edited by Distraction; 08-07-2017, 11:15 AM.

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                        • #13
                          I really like all of yours!

                          I wrote this a while ago. Probably quite clear I dont really know much about poetry. But thought I'd share anyway.

                          * This is about sexual abuse. So may Trigger. **


                          I just froze
                          My body gave up
                          But who knows
                          If I stood up

                          I gave up trying
                          To tell you
                          I was suffering
                          Cause you knew

                          Heard me screaming
                          You just stared
                          I wasn't day-dreaming
                          You just never cared

                          I remember clearly
                          My breaths deeply
                          How heavy you was
                          & how weak i was

                          "No" wasn't the answer
                          When I would push you away
                          Cause you're abuser
                          Who could never obey

                          Your idea of humilation
                          Felt like suffocation
                          Didn't matter if i tried to vioce
                          I had no chioce

                          It's what you lived off
                          Loved the control
                          What a turn off-
                          You don't have a soul

                          I fell for your compliments
                          I fell when we kiss
                          Even our arguments
                          I miss

                          Can call me naive
                          But i thought you cared
                          So I didn't leave
                          Or I was just scared

                          My thoughts are consumed
                          I thought this was love
                          But i was being groomed
                          And you was just above

                          But I have realised
                          I deserve more
                          And I have recognised
                          I am stronger than before.
                          Last edited by Shaunie; 11-07-2017, 12:58 AM.
                          "Life is like riding a bike. To keep your balance, you must keep moving" -Albert Einstein

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                          • #14
                            I had to

                            I use to ask myself where were you?
                            And how could you?
                            What did I do to hurt you?

                            I use to ask myself,
                            What could I do to save you?
                            But every action just angered you.

                            And I am sorry,
                            That I couldí't protect you,
                            Although I tried so very hard to.

                            I use to miss you,
                            I use to cry for you,

                            But mother.

                            I no longer love you.

                            And that wasn't an easy thing to do,
                            Just throwing you away like some stranger into the blue,

                            No,
                            It tore me apart,
                            Ate me from with in,
                            Crushed my very heart,

                            But I had to.
                            Or else I would have ended up just like you.
                            Last edited by Distraction; 15-07-2017, 10:14 AM.

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                            • #15
                              I'’ll be home

                              Am coming home mum,
                              I’'ll see you soon,
                              Just promise me,
                              You’'ll be there too,

                              I don’'t care,
                              If you’v'e grown old,
                              If you can’t get out of a chair,
                              Or even if you’r clamming hills,

                              Just be home,
                              Cos I'’ll be there.

                              I’'ll be outside that door,
                              No later then noon,

                              I know it’s a little later then expected,
                              Talk about a few years,
                              Oh how they just pass by,

                              But mum I’'ll be there,
                              So please just promise,

                              You will too.

                              Please I beg you,
                              I think I really need to see you,
                              Just one last time to say good bye.

                              To say I really did love you.
                              Last edited by Distraction; 16-07-2017, 10:38 PM.

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