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You saw me standing there,
Cold, broken, and alone
You somehow knew my flaws
Before I did myself.
You aimed your rifles at me
Your talons poised to strike;
I came out alive but scarred
Heaven only knows how.
So now you've launched a surprise attack
Thinking I'd be alone
You dared not stare me down with your hateful glare
As cowards, you couldn't meet my eyes.
You were ready to strike me down
And leave my body all ablaze
You didn't realize
This solitary soilder was not standing alone.
You didn't see their faces.
You didn't hear their voices.
You didn't know they were there
Until we conquered you from within.
You counted on me fighting alone
As I always used to do.
But you didn't notice
Our extensive arsenal
You underestimated our strength and our power.
You thought you would strike me down
With a single blow.
You didn't count on my having a verifiable army behind me.
Cold, broken, and alone
You somehow knew my flaws
Before I did myself.
You aimed your rifles at me
Your talons poised to strike;
I came out alive but scarred
Heaven only knows how.
So now you've launched a surprise attack
Thinking I'd be alone
You dared not stare me down with your hateful glare
As cowards, you couldn't meet my eyes.
You were ready to strike me down
And leave my body all ablaze
You didn't realize
This solitary soilder was not standing alone.
You didn't see their faces.
You didn't hear their voices.
You didn't know they were there
Until we conquered you from within.
You counted on me fighting alone
As I always used to do.
But you didn't notice
Our extensive arsenal
You underestimated our strength and our power.
You thought you would strike me down
With a single blow.
You didn't count on my having a verifiable army behind me.
Literature
alone
Do you know what it feels like to be alone?
When every day you know you're going to be sad,
you know you're going to cry.
To walk through the halls,
but not be seen.
It's like you weren't even born.
When you talk,
no one hears you.
When you cry,
no one cares.
So, you just sit by yourself all day,
and cry, as the world just walks past you.
Do you know what that's like?
To live every day,
feeling as if no one cares.
To be alone,
like you always knew you would.
When will this end?
I can't bear to be alone anymore.
© jimmy just
Literature
Fighting the Current.
"The past is the past.
You can't change it,
so move on."
I tell myself it should be easy.
I tell myself it can't be that hard.
But it's been months since then...
I need to move on.
Some memories just won't erase, though.
Some emotions just won't submerge.
Love is a tricky thing - especially when you wish it weren't.
I can only hope I'll be forgiven.
I can only hope someday it'll really be
"Just the past".
But, darling, some things are so, so much easier
said than done.
Literature
Dying so Young
You open your eyes and look at me
I stare back at you helplessly
You look so pale and weak
As you lie on this hospital bed
A huge white bandage covers your tiny little head
You reach for my hand and hold it tight
And all of my strength washes away
As tears fill my eyes
I try to hold them back but it's no use
They fall down my cheek
I know you're dying and there's nothing I can do
You're my best friend, without you there's no reason to go on.
You release my hand and wipe my tears
You smile with your pale white lips
"Don't cry" You say
I hold your hand and
I close my eyes shut for a while.
Then your hands start to lose its grip
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I wrote this about two weeks ago. My friends who know me in person know what was going on then.
I don't usually dedicate my poems. If they're about you, I make sure you know it, and that's that. But this one is special. This one is dedicated to all my friends who have stood by me, especially these last few weeks.
Alice (From Pretty Little Liars, to Glee, to Twilight, we never run out of things to talk about. I still have pictures of us when we were little. We were so adorable Taylor Swift buddies forever darling )
Forever yours,
PBR
I don't usually dedicate my poems. If they're about you, I make sure you know it, and that's that. But this one is special. This one is dedicated to all my friends who have stood by me, especially these last few weeks.
Alice (From Pretty Little Liars, to Glee, to Twilight, we never run out of things to talk about. I still have pictures of us when we were little. We were so adorable Taylor Swift buddies forever darling )
Forever yours,
PBR
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I found nothing wrong with this poem, very expressive.