September 17, 2022
by thereluctantpoet
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Poetry =
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May 29, 2020
by dokurtybitz
25.05.20_22:23 The winds swirl around me, Empty of all, save a fine grit, Abrasive and slowly eroding, One repetitive day at a time Until it’s finally over, Six feet under or the oven, And life no longer plucks at You.Â
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April 18, 2020
by dokurtybitz
Numb and insensate
Feeling slow,
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February 18, 2020
by dokurtybitz
It’s a choice I think about
As it calls to me
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February 1, 2020
by dokurtybitz
It sits on my chest
Dragging me down
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December 5, 2019
by dokurtybitz
Thinking about,
Blade on my wrist
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October 26, 2019
by dokurtybitz
Wanting to end it all
Finish struggling
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September 21, 2019
by dokurtybitz
It’s a whisper,
soft or Loud
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September 13, 2019
by dokurtybitz
*NOTE- the first video contains images of squirming bugs if you’re triggered/squeamish about them I suggest listening without watching or searching for another version of the songs
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My brain oscillates
Manic to Depressed,
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July 18, 2019
by dokurtybitz
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July 2, 2019
by dokurtybitz
I woke up
Went through the motions
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July 2, 2019
by dokurtybitz
The days,
Wearying, plodding exercise,
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June 9, 2019
by dokurtybitz
I see the stupid played out,
The news, social media and conversation,
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May 27, 2019
by dokurtybitz
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May 17, 2019
by dokurtybitz
Seeing the evil
We do to each other,
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March 13, 2019
by dokurtybitz
Time slides
Unseen and unremarked
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February 28, 2019
by dokurtybitz
Watching my hand
Bright sliver firmly grasped
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January 26, 2019
by dokurtybitz
It grates,
Wearing at my spirit
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October 24, 2018
by dokurtybitz
Some days, it’s too much
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October 10, 2018
by dokurtybitz
Eyes open
My brain begins its call,
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October 4, 2018
by Abigail Gronway
I didn’t mean to be found there
huddled in the corner—
red face and swollen eyes
were to have been protected by
the darkness….
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October 3, 2018
by dokurtybitz
I smoke to avoid
Dwelling on the thought,
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September 24, 2018
by dokurtybitz
Chain smoking,
Trying to hide from the
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September 10, 2018
by dokurtybitz
Depressed, uncaring,
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September 8, 2018
by dokurtybitz
Off in my corner
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August 21, 2018
by dokurtybitz
When it’s been but a day
The water is green
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July 31, 2018
by dokurtybitz
Crash and rage,
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July 7, 2018
by Nick Anthony
I watch my shadow from noon to dusk,
Ever growing in size and lust,
Making me taller than a redwood tree
And stretching the limit of what I can be.
Until the fading sun falls all the way down
And I am beyond the starry lights of town.
Now lost and one with the black nothingness
I am left to mourn my colossal, black hubris.
I kick a stone as I walk home alone,
Struggling to forget the hope I was shown
And accept that I am an ego confined by flesh:
A spirit trapped, and a man depressed.
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