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Superman

I want to be your superman
I want to save you all
I’d fight off all your demons
Just be separated by a call

Stronger than steel
Faster than light
Never giving up
Until we win your fight

I’d beat down all your demons
Destroy them to the ground
You’d never deal with them again
They’d think twice to hang around

They may not be tangible
But they are just as true
I hate you’re in so much pain
Your happiness is over due

I know I’m not superman
But you know that I will try
I know i don’t have an iron fist
But I can hold you if you cry


I want to fight your battles
And for you to have peace
To escape your problems
For you to just be free

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Lovers

Rain Rain don’t go away
Please tell me you are here to stay.


I feel you all around me 
And your smell enchants me
Don’t come to me in the night
And disappear into the light 

Rain Rain don’t go away
Please tell me you are here to stay.

I need your kisses on my skin
And to listen to you sing again 
I need your steady pace
And your cool drops, always a sweet embrace 

 Rain Rain don’t go away
Please tell me you are here to stay.

Rain rain stay with me,
and the clouds
I don’t want the sun
I need you now 

Original poetry poetry lookingbacktonow somecallitpoetry personal depresion happiness?

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Was I ever happy at all?

“I wish to be happy again”

I say to myself. But I begin

To wonder; was I ever happy at all?

Since before I could crawl

I would smile, but just as long

I have cried: A repeating song.

When did I stop showing

How I really felt? When did the sadness begin growing

And the happiness begin to melt?

So before I begin to think that it was a long fall

I’ll ask myself again, “was I ever happy at all”?

Poetry original depresion wall dystro self writing literature art

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Self Demolition.

I feel my self stack up the bricks

And pave the cement in between.

Those emotions will suffocate me 

So I’d rather suffocate by my own wall.

One brick, two brick.

Keep them out.

Three brick, four brick keep me trapped in

I thought I had taken  a wrecking ball to this place

Had it destroyed till it would never remain.

But the blue prints were never burned

And the base is still sustained.

I had missed the warm feeling

But the ice tempts me

The light was once my friend 

But now it is the dark  that seduces me

Yes. The hollowness.

No, I must resist.

No. No, don’t be that way again.

One brick, two brick.

Keep them out.

Three brick, four brick

Climb out now.

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