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Poetry: Suffering

Kicking and screaming,
Exploding while dreaming.
Bursting for freedom,
But fearing release.

Living for redemption,
Slowly dying in pain,
Lost in a world of fire and rain.

Its conflict and anger.
Its roaring and shame.
I lie on my own
And I fall from the sane.

It's quiet in hell,
When the devils are sleeping.
It's a long way from peace,
But it's free from the wreathing.

The dreams master entrapment
As the nightmares shake the air.
They boil the blood that swirls,
And no one looks or cares.

I fight to find the silver lining,
But suffocate in the clouds,
So thick and full of woe.
I'm all alone below death mounds.

I lose to the violence.
As the blackness takes control.
It scorches and destroys
As the fire takes its toll.

I'm lost in frustration
And I give in to the game.
It blackens my spent soul,
And I fall from sane.

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Poetry: Suffering

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    by Z. Blake

    Kicking and screaming,
    Exploding while dreaming.
    Bursting for freedom,
    But fearing release.

    Living for redemption,

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  • 2 of 82

    by Chris Tyner

    Mercy Mercy, why are you sleeping?
    Dreaming so deeply;
    deaf to the cries.
    Mercy, why are you weeping?
    Justify your tears
    Dry

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    by Jeanette Huston

    Blades piercing through my body

    and pain taunting me in a masquerade!

    Blood dripping down my body as I pray for death!

    Suffering

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    by Ely Tinkler

    If we all drew our lives,
    there would be many holes in our pictures.
    A moth made those holes.
    A moth is
    death and decay.
    A hole

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  • 5 of 82

    by Christina Leopardi

    There is no end to suffering
    and so I cannot rest
    my mind is forced to wander
    along the frozen paths of death.

    The inside of

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