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Broken On Reminiscing Lane

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I stare into the night
Wondering what's happened to me lately
As I fall down and caught myself
The dark is nowhere to dwell and hide
When you try to be someone in the light
It's hard to turn around
Once you known you betrayed your friend
I keep wandering around
Trapping and concealing myself within my room
Trying to clear up my mind
You come bursting through the door
In my concealed broken mind
And attack it without thinking before you act
Place yourself in my shoes and tell me
What would you do
When you feel all hope is lost and want
To be left alone in your bedroom

I take in your hurtful unacting words
Unhealthy are my ways of letting my emotions
Build up inside me and letting them go out of control
I leave my room and take a walk down the street
Only bringing myself and clothes to wander
And conceal myself from the world
Hiding behind that cloaked hood perched over my head
I walk down the sidewalk
And past the sign say Reminiscing Lane
Walking with no truth behind this cloak of lies
Afraid of you and everyone else around me
I keep walking down the sidewalk
Tilting more downhill as I go as if it's my life
What can I do to make everything better
The world is corrupted just like
The sky that turns black at night
Hidden their actions behind their words on the buildings
Afraid of them as we walk and go

Returning home while I push myself through this crowd
Of familiars that are lost and feeble just like me
Eyes as scorned as their past time
Face torn and worn from their journey of this life
I escape from the smuggling crowd of familiars
And already I feel alone as I continue walking back
Treading where I have treaded
Repeating what should have never needed to repeat
Crossing lanes of death and smoke in the sky
I tread on land that has been bloody from before
So many deaths from the past that one even knows
The house where I live is haunted from the start
But it haunts who believes in them
And I crawl back up the hill
Weary from my trip that I have taken
Listening to what is real
Because sometimes I am losing myself in my mind

I walk through the scorned white door
Words pushed at me like never before
Push my way towards my door
Turn around and shut it just like before
Concealing myself in my room again
Hiding in the dark and just pretend to be
A lie amongst the world and die alone
I was in love once but it's hard to let it go
Broken from me, torn from me, no one can understand
My broken mind keeps rushing me and leaking out
It's poison that I call memories
I'm tired and weary of this joke of a life I live in
Unreal and piercing is the truth that I go through
Curl up in my bed again wondering why
Because when I wake up tomorrow morning
It is all going to restart again
The screaming, the pain, the unreal torture
That I experience on Reminiscing Lane
More like a story, but it's a poem. I might make a story out of it.

NOTICE: The whole poem is called "Broken Mind On Reminiscing Youth Lane" but apparently it's too long, so i might cut of Youth off but i shortened it

~Alex~
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Lil-Kitsuko's avatar
Oh wow...that...well it just has me speechless!! YOu are a excellent writer and this just tugged at my heart! T_T