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Nathan, 10 november 2011

My Nightmare

As he’s sitting down on the curb
Broken, tired of losing everything he has
He sits up and takes a deep breath
He thinks of all he’s lost of what he use to have
Of the soul and spirit he use to have
Hes known as a failure and amounted to nothing
His memories of a cherished childhood is all he has left
That’s my nightmare.


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Nathan, 19 november 2011

Sick Of Lying

I hate that smile I have
That fake one when I lie
It tears me up and lets me down
I’m just digging a bigger hole for myself
One that I might not get out of
I gotta get out before it fills in on top of me
This disease called lying is gonna go global
Looks like I caught the pandemic and am among the many.


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Nathan, 10 november 2011

Lost And Found

I was lost out in the alleyway
Discarded, broken, on my last limb
I looked fine but inside I was hurting
I had the word lost burned in my heart
And gone on my brain
I shouldn’t have made it
Should’ve stayed in the lost box
But some people found me and snatched me from it
One person in particular came from nowhere
And now I’ve been lost and found.


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Nathan, 26 november 2011

Lofty Goals

Like skyscrapers loom in the sky
My goals tower above me, dead eye staring at me
The pressure is ridiculous and I’m sick of it
These lofty goals are ruining me and I can’t reach them
It doesn’t help that over half of them are impossible
I feel like I’m in a cage running in circles
In one of those padded rooms you see in asylums
Just so I don’t do something stupid
Maybe it’s time I make my lofty goals into something else
Maybe possible goals would be a good start.


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Nathan, 29 november 2011

Comeback Kid

On a desolate street named broken
One lone kid walks around lookin for a challenge
No one knows about him just some nobody they say
They all say he won’t last but the kid knows otherwise
He won’t take no for an answer even when getting beat
Getting beats a normal part of his life
Getting up is an even greater part of his life
When people ask “who is this kid?”
He’ll answer “I’m the comeback kid.”


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Nathan, 3 december 2011

Scrapes and Bruises

We’ve all felt them and gone through them
We know what they are and the feeling of them
It’s what you get after hard work and determination
That pain you feel is just recognition of accomplishment
Life takes nicks at us and those forms into scrapes and bruises
With my skin scraped open and some bruises on the side
Push on through the pain.


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Nathan, 8 december 2011

Yelling For A Hero

Throughout the city yells ring out
“we need a hero!”
But who is gonna listen to them?
Who is going to give up everything for them?
No one is stepping up and no one is taking a bow
Every person is in it for the greed
A backstabbing waiting to happen to the unexpected
Only one comes with no sly trick, or slick mind
No double purpose or hidden razor
He is called a savior in the city and is
Known as one even after he passes away.


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Nathan, 8 december 2011

Don't Wanna Leave This Dream

I’m floating above the troubles of life
Gliding over all the pitfalls that it presents
I can see my life as it is meant to be
I have no fear and a comforting lack of direction
Everyone gets along and everyone helps each other out
To me dreams can be better than life at times
They can give you a glimpse into your mind
Of where you want to be and where you are at the moment
I don’t feel like leaving this dream anytime soon.


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Nathan, 10 december 2011

This Feeling I Get

Sometimes it happens
Every once in awhile I get this feeling
It just invades my psyche and soul
I guess you could call it a second wind of some sorts
But it’s more than a second wind
It lasts longer and it is more substantial
Like a adrenaline needle times a hundred
But with no side effects and only positive effects
Always coming at just the right time for me.


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Nathan, 6 january 2012

We All Bleed

No matter what we go through in our lives
The troubles, the self doubt, the plans that fall through
Our best laid plans crashing and burning in a fiery display
Funny isn’t it? We think were so different from each other
That may be true in what we eat, what music we like, and what not
But when you pick through all those useless differences
All the things that make us unique among each other
It comes down to this. We all bleed and we all feel for each other
It’s strung in our DNA and we can’t get rid of it.


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Other poems: Happy, Ugly, Brutal, Let Them See, Empty Grounds, Runner Up, We All Bleed, This Feeling I Get, Don't Wanna Leave This Dream, Yelling For A Hero, Scrapes and Bruises, Comeback Kid, Lofty Goals, No More Waiting, Edge of a Needle, Broke Free, To Many to Let Down, Sick Of Lying, City Watches Me, Mind of a Shell Shocked Individual, Prism of Fate, Meant to Fall, Wasteland of Thought, Robbed, Need to Stop Fighting, Heart On Fire, My Nightmare, Lost And Found,
 

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