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  33.     

I'M Sick

I’m sick of always waiting for the breaks I never get,
I’m sick of being left behind and sleeping in my sweat,
I’m sick of making money when the ends are never met,
I’m sick of being sick of life I’m trapped inside a net,
I’m sick of having to be strong when I’m a nervous wreck,
I’m sick of working dead-end jobs that lack any respect,
I’m sick of waiting in a line where I am never next,
I’m sick of knowing that I’ll never truly be the best,
I’m sick of acting normal when I know that I’m a mess,
I’m sick of other people saying that I’m really blessed,
I’m sick of having all this pain I feel inside my chest,
I’m sick of being stressed, I’m feeling so depressed,

I’m reaching for a goal that very few are to obtain,
And no more strength is left in me because of all the pain,
I know that I have said that there is God inside the rain,
But where is God in moments when my bodies feeling drained,
And where is God in moments when a prayer won’t explain,
The fact that I was born a baby lacking half a brain,
The fact my hands and feet are tied together by these chains,
I can’t break free I need some help but all I get is blame,
I’m blamed for the mistakes I’ve made and it is such a shame,
I know that I’m a winner yet I’m losing to life’s game,
I’m losing my religion and all I do is entertain,
The other mindless people I swear this life is so mundane,

I’m always asking why,
I always say I try,
I’m looking to the sky,
Accept the pain and fly.
 
Nathan Streango

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  34.     

Sick

I'm sick of the bullshit
The rumors and lies
The rot and decay
And the swarm of black flies
Sick of the people
Who wallow in waste
And tell their sweet lies
That leave a bad taste
Sick of the treachery
Betrayal, deceit
And the ones who keep score
Like they save a receit
Sick of the groups
And sick of the cliques
Sick of the guys
And sick of the chicks
Sick of the sickness
That claws at the soul
Of all of the people
The young and the old
Sick of the weakness
That most claim they own
When they have more strength
Than the ones who are all bone
Sick of the feeling
Of feeling so sick
And sick of the ones
Who play this sick trick
 
Anonymous Ghurl

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  35.     

Love Sick

Into darkness i'm bound
I let the blood and tears run down i'm sick
So many memories of you
I sit here in my silence i'm sick
I feel empty inside
Now that you're no longer mine i'm sick
Sometimes i sit on the rocks
And shiver the whole night through i'm sick

I'm goin crazy inside
Thinkin of you with other guys i'm sick
I feel i'm loosin my focus
This ice is gettin to me i'm sick
I talk to myself in my room
But even i don't know what i'm sayin i'm sick
I walk around in a dream
The closest thing to a fiend i'm sick

So if you're lonely like me
Come along let's touch eachother i'm sick
And if you're hurtin like me
Let's do it to one another i'm sick
I should cut myself
And do it over again i'm sick
We can hurt eachother
And tell the world we're in love i'm sick

We could get wasted
And take advantage on drugs i'm sick
Tell me you hate me
Then put your tongue in my mouth i'm sick
And i feel far away from clever
With every dream i severe i'm sick
My love is deep but you don't see
All i have is the pipe and it's apart of me i'm sick

Sometimes i think about us
But then i think about dyin i'm sick
Surrounded i hear demons within
I heard it's all in my head i'm sick
She's delusional i'm told
But even my friends know i'm sick
I put the knife to my chest
My rituals embrace death i'm sick

I wanna love you again
But feel it's not worth the pain i'm sick
Let's live for the moment
And we can die a little tonight i'm sick
You should cut yourself
And let me kiss it better i'm sick
See how romantic i am..?
Kiss me with blood in my mouth i'm sick

This love has hurt me so far
And i don't know who you are i'm sick
I don't trust you anymore
So you need to go away i'm sick
You were nothin like i thought
It hurts to know i'm not what you want i'm sick
Your words cut me like this
And yet you wonder why i'm sick

I'm no longer yours
And you don't love me anymore i'm sick
I'm havin visions at night
I'm seeing red over white i'm sick
You want to fade out soon
And give away the heart that i found you bitch
I want a candle lit room
And watch my blood drip on the ground i'm sick
 
Leo Lopes

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  36.     

The Wasteland

Ugly aggressions can turn good lands Into ugly wastelands simply because there are Sick minds that believe only in waging aggressions Against pretty people in their lands anytime and anywhere, Missiles of mass destruction are targeting innocent people, Pretty mosques and churches, hospitals, pretty towers, flowers and Roses, poor animals, ........., .....are targeted Sick minds seek only destruction of everyone and everything Out of hatred and out of bigotry, That pretty land got turned into a wasteland Where everyone and everything got shut down, Broken houses, destroyed mosques, shattered windows of hospitals, Dead people, dead animals, fallen trees, ...., ...., A pretty land got turned into an unknown land of hopelessness By a criminal and and an ugly aggressions, Chaos and devastation are wide spread because The aggressors want everything leveled to earth, Graveyards are targeted on a daily basis, Schools especially UN'S schools are targeted, Ambulances and their crews are targeted, All pretty words are targeted, All pretty mosques and the whole qurans are targeted by An ugly aggression, Life has turned into lifeless, Love is not available because This aggression kills any opportunities to peace, Death is the only name that is hovering over Gaza, Everything turns into ruins by sick minds.... It's the wasteland of our modern time.... _____________________________________________________________________
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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