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strangecolorenthusiast · 5 years

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The words run dry

And the poems go away

As life takes hold

And day runs into day.

I want to be that person

But I don’t want to live that way

So I let the poems run dry

And day run into day.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 5 years

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Good gracious

Gosh darn it

Please excuse my language

I’m sorry

Holy moley

Guacamole

Do I have a story

It happens on the darkest of days

While the radio plays

Those love songs that people so love to hate.

I sat atop a lonesome couch

Guarding all sides from north to south

From east to west

But I digress

For on the tv was happiness

Or maybe it was gloom that came in through that glow

Emotions have never been mine to know

Do I stay or do I go?

Decisions laid out side by side

With no clear answer here in sight

Oh my

Gosh

Golly gee

My goodness

Fuck me.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Psalm 23

In the darkness of the darkest night,

He thought he saw a little light,

And went ahead and closed his eyes,

So that he could go on with his strife.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Psalm 23

In the darkness of the darkest night,

He thought he saw a little light,

And went ahead and closed his eyes,

So that he could go on with his strife.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Though Thinking

As I cross the Verrazano In the back seat of a beat up Honda, Windows down since the suns up Hundred percent juice in my juice cup - Not concentrated, G’d up,

I think of my past as I head towards my future Suture my mind tight while I’m gettin’ my life right

The presents a present,

One day that won’t feel like a lie I’ll say those words with a genuine smile An I’m-not-hiding-anything smile No-longer-renegade smile An organic uncultivated, hundred percent un-concentrated smile,

I’ll be here a while Don’t worry Don’t mourn me I’ll always be a part of your life Smile.

-Me

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Golden Girl

Morose and verbose I was left comatose When she came by to pick away at my hope. I let her in freely Thought I could trust her completely Yet with a simple smile she deceived me concretely. Said that she needed me, Please forgive me Sweety I’ve changed, believe me.

I did. And she went to work quick With the flick of her wrist She went to work on my wit Chiseled away at it Lickety split leaving me with no id.

Now she had me where she wanted me Eroding away, A slave to her reality, Comatose like I said, Could of had my heart But she took my head instead.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Happiness Pursuit

Naturally suspicious Deliberately malnutritious Cigarette smoking, intentions malicious Man, sometimes I wish that I still lived like this.

Dope arm shooting Corner store looting Dirty piss diluting With that drug test passing fluid, My one goal in life and I pursued it Man, if I could live like that forever I swear that I would do it.

Now I’m, Responsible life living A tax paying citizen Early rising, deliberate Impulses, not giving in A boring, no mood swing having denizen Peace of mind on my mind, one day I’m gonna’ get it.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Just Look

Ever since before I could remember, I’ve had this curiosity for what happens next. And as I ramble and complain about how each day is the same, the world, it changes around me, Saturated in beauty I just have to open my eyes And see.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Damn

Like a moth in the flame I was only doing what I was born to, Like a moth in the flame I was only trying to reach the moon, Like a moth in the flame I took a wrong turn Followed the wrong light Wound up getting burned. Damn.

-Me

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Confusion Illusion

I am haunted by these feelings that I cannot explain. Fragments of thoughts wandering through the wasteland that is my brain. If I could only make sense of them, hold on to them, transform them, into words somehow, then I could create something, possibly, beautiful.

-Me

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Fickle

We’re all in the same boat maybe, I don’t know We’re all going down with the ship This, I know for sure.

All my best friends are killing themselves, I kind of want to kill myself too, Fell of the boat like dolls on a shelf I want to jump off and follow suit.

A little coke pain To drive you insane Let the hero in to Help get you through

Iron skin with a porcelain will Man, I don’t know what else to do.

-Me

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Pasta Fazool

I’m trying to write you a poem,

But the words are stuck.

I’d like to show you my feelings,

But feelings are tough,

To show, to explain,

To write down on a page,

To express, to confess,

To simply explain..

I’m trying to write down emotions

In an elegant way,

So you see that you hold me

In your elegant sway..

I’d like to show that my feelings

For you are anything but plain.

I’m trying to write you this poem,

It’s driving me sane.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Pasta Fazool

I’m trying to write you a poem,

But the words are stuck.

I’d like to show you my feelings,

But feelings are tough,

To show, to explain,

To write down on a page,

To express, to confess,

To simply explain..

I’m trying to write down emotions

In an elegant way,

So you see that you hold me

In your elegant sway..

I’d like to show that my feelings

For you are anything but plain.

I’m trying to write you this poem,

It’s driving me sane.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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The view that inspired the poem: (Jetro)

City of Dreams, The billboard reads, Do something more, The writing pleads, But there goes me, Standing beneath, Cigarette in hand, Trash at my feet, Cold wind blows, Like its never known heat, No sunlight here, Not on this street, City of dreams, All I feel is defeat. -Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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-They Live On Through The Notes App On My IPhone-

The story of my childhood, Littered across this table We stole the paint markers, Then we fought over the colors We called ourselves friends, But we argued like brothers. I wish they’d stop dying, Crazy mother fuckers There was Anthony, there was Nikki, Ryan, now Marcus Had to live on the edge like the world was beneath them Too fast to slow down, Everyday was the weekend.

See we were friends long before the drugs took hold When the drugs took over, we did all we could to hang on Now they’re gone. And I’m wondering how I’m supposed to go on Not entirely, but feeling all alone. Man, I just want to go home.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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The Maze

The man stood on the beach,

And said to his son,

Every marvel in the world,

Pales in comparison,

To a view from the beach

Where the sea meets the sand,

Looking over the horizon,

Towards something you can’t comprehend.

-Alex

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strangecolorenthusiast · 6 years

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Everything’s different now,

Like it was never the same,

Relationships have changed,

And all that glitters is only rain.

-Alex

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