IC Poetry Journal for melodiesofeternity

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Some days
I want to punch things
With The Hand
And make them disappear
But I have to wonder
Whether it's that same void
I'm trying to fill
(written by Prof)

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Have you seen my father?
Violent
Misshapen
Mindless
Grotesque
You can't miss him

But I do.
(written by Prof)

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Where are you going?
I don't know
What do you want to do with your life?
I don't know
I don't know
"Pick you own path"
But I never had a choice
I'm lost
Like a kid separated from his parents
Alone
I don't recognize where I am
Where do you live?
In a house, somewhere far away
I can't explain how to get there
I remember my bed
I remember my friends
But I shouldn't say too much
How will you get home?
I don't know
Do you want to stay?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know

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And I fell
Can't stop the ground from moving
but with a bit of magic
I can

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I saw a flower yesterday
Alone on a barren patch of soil
I felt bad for it
Having no one to talk to
But maybe it likes it this way

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This is my home
Rotting, flimsy, hidden
Worth less than nothing
I am at peace
Clean and sturdy buildings
foreign and sterile
I don't belong here

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Everything disappears
time takes away your home and friends
until everything is stars

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Broken furniture
branches
vases
books
aftermath of rage
fragile as bones

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I have earned a normal life
going to school
buying groceries
living in a house
getting a job
living to old age
that's normal
but not to me

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Blanket of sunbeams
Bedding made of soil and leaves
Afternoon cat nap

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Black on black
purple on black, black on purple
Purple on purple, black and blue
Without borders, without end
In front of my eyes
All over me
Inescapable Memories