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Prescription Of A Manic

Prescription Of A Manic

A Poem by JenLyn


If you've noticed some of my poems have to do with bipolar disorder that's because I'm bipolar.
Night of Dreary

Night of Dreary

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


The moon beams upon roses of blood; to those who sought the everlasting flood. It is this night that I sought and wander; for everything I've done, I'..
Are you weary and heavy-laden? Do you want to find rest for your soul?

Are you weary and heavy-laden? Do you want to find..

A Story by Cool-Universe


You can find rest for the weariness inside. The answer is ...
World of Lonliness

World of Lonliness

A Poem by Saphira


I was feeling alone close and my body soul and mind felt like it was close to death because of the weary road I been on.
Blind Misery

Blind Misery

A Poem by Zee Noir


Through pain comes knowledge..
A Helping Hand

A Helping Hand

A Poem by Dream Hunter


Many miles to walk before me Not so many left behind me But already I am terribly tired All life and energy has expired From my deadened l..
Tired

Tired

A Poem by PoemsbyPatrick


Tired,My body has little strength to move on.The battles of the week have taken their toll,And leave me battered, bleeding and bewildered.Tired,The on..
My Head Lies Weary...

My Head Lies Weary...

A Poem by jdr / Jennifer


It’s quite early in the morning Or is it still late at night My mind continues to explore As I shut off the light I’m givi..
Sleeping Beauty

Sleeping Beauty

A Poem by ErosNthanatos


An alternative of why she sleeps.
My Kindness

My Kindness

A Poem by Arly Parent


My Kindness endednot with a whimperbut with a bangPeople diedHearts were brokenInnocence was spearedtears were shedand the complacent were left defens..
Tunnel Vision

Tunnel Vision

A Poem by Azriel


I am sick of sleeping on your bed of nails, I have become so weary of the pain, Of the needles being driven into my spine So long now this knife..
Weighed Down by the World

Weighed Down by the World

A Poem by Ariel


Walking on searing coals Weighed down by the world The weight is pulling my down deeper The coals submerging into my flesh My chest poundi..
This Morning My Spirit Cried (True Story)

This Morning My Spirit Cried (True Story)

A Poem by Lee Foreman


I wrote this poem during a time where my husband and I were going through hardships (financial) and I was at a lost. My great- grandmother spoke to me..
Depleted!

Depleted!

A Poem by Sheila Kline


Sometimes we feel as if life has dished out enough and we are DEPLETED!
A Waltz of Death

A Waltz of Death

A Poem by Sheila Kline


Inspired by Poe's Quote “The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague.....
I've Made Love to Snakes

I've Made Love to Snakes

A Poem by kera moondust


one more poem today I don't have much to say about this one though =p

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