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Truth Such a simple word But at the same time So complex. What is truth? Many people see it in different ways As something only they can..

I Sit In a dark room A knife Lays On the floor in front of me My hand It itches Wanting to pick it up To do the thing I never want..

The young man Sits in a chair On the porch Watching the clouds Slowly creep over the moon A seeping stain Over the perfection Of that ..

Standing on a rooftop Watching the birds fly by Envious of that freedom Born from one chained Chained to this ground To this polluted world Wa..

Running across the rooftops Mud mixing with blood Splattered over my cloths Rain falling Teardrops of the sky Landing on my head Making ..

I actually got this published in a book of poetry, so it's special to me

Its all there Right in front of our eyes But we can’t see it The beauty Of a cliff over the woods Only reachable By an old road My fami..

I stand in front of you Wave my arms Scream and shout But your eyes Blue as a clear spring day Look straight through me Not even seeing ..

Sometimes The one sent to protect you Doesn't have wings Or a halo of light They can't heal wounds Or make you forget forever The bad things t..

Standing outside a window Sadness falling from my eyes like The rain overhead Watching a love unfelt Cry her heart out Knowing Without a..