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BurningAsh
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BurningAsh
• 16 reads

Coping

We all try to cope

Some "healthier" than others

But in the end, we are all just trying to survive

Some smoke, drink, cut themselves, and stay in toxic relationships they know they can't fix

Some starve while others gorge

We are all just trying to survive as long as possible

Because in the end, it's meaningless

We all die no matter how hard we fight to survive

This is one reality of our collective mortality

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BurningAsh in Micropoetry
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He lay in a bed of Broken Glass

He sleeps in a bed of broken glass,yet he dosen't have a single scratch

His skin now adorned with scars yet not a single scratch

He slept in the bed of glass for so long that his once soft skin turned thick and scared

He no longer felt the pain of where he lay

But fins comfort in something that's just as broken as he is

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Yell At Someone You Need To
There's probably you love who's not too bright, or makes stupid choices. Maybe just a random person who made you mad. Feel free to yell at them now, poem or prose.
BurningAsh
• 12 reads

Why can’t you see?

Crying on the floor after yet another fight

I look into your eyes unsure of what I'm trying to find

All I see is emptiness staring back

Void of the warmth they once had

I want to scream why can't you see

See the pain you put me through

See how I love you

See how I can't watch your self destruct

See how you can't keep going on like this

See that no matter how much pain you put me through I won't leave

Why can't you just see?

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Vague Writing!
As vaguely as possible, describe your favorite activity, and I'll try to guess it!
BurningAsh
• 12 reads

You just have to sit and press buttons to make changes on things that are on a screen.

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BurningAsh
• 5 reads

How It Felt To Fly

I'm sorry that I upset you

I promise I didn't mean to

I just feel good and I don't want that to go

When the mania comes it feels like flying

My feet don’t touch the ground as my thoughts race fast as I’m out the door

Looking at the beautiful world there is to explore but it will all come crashing down

The depression hits and the tears flow like pouring rain from the dark clouds that are my sunken eyes as I sit and try to remember how it felt to fly.

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