Connor Whyte Poems

Feel the beat of the intense music feel it melt your veins and burn your vision, Get lost into the sound of a million chores the sound of the the beat flowing through your veins making you feel invincible.

A addiction strong enough to make an angel cry, Feel the song as it flows in and sets its course like a virus taking its host, Like a drug that puts you in A coma, Feel it make your blood boil.
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This is the life I told myself I would live but to this day it gets further away,
I break my back to save my day to work below minimum wage to fight for something that I could be, I struggle to take my own way to grow as a man and to follow the law and obey,
In this life its hard to be what you want without the will to stay, When trouble comes in my direction I move to the side to get out of it's way, Follow my own path to get the things I want most,
I see other peoples reactions when they get to know me and decide to flee what is it that makes them want to turn the other way what is it can't you see what is happening to me, I try so hard to believe that I will be the someone I want to be, In the end I find their is not much left in me lost without love and my heart bleeds, Depression and regrets go with me, that part of my brain that won't leave and seek to destroy me, I push not to hate as I have felt I have changed to learn to love every human being to embrace love and keep it close but I find no comfort as I can't confront this demon that has displayed itself in front of me,
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I am someone who feels anger and hatred towards others that think high of themselves.
I am who I am and I am proud to be who I am. I am someone who has done wrong out of anger and paid for it and in return was left with a broken heart.
I am someone who appears to be kind but on the inside I am hurt and full of confusion.
I am someone who does not trust anyone and will not be there to put myself out and help when I have been shunned, to many times have I been lied to and treated like I was a clown.
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Pushing and pushing can never stop the pushing, Thoughts and thoughts can never stop the thoughts, Worries and worries can never stop the worries, Doubts and doubts can never stop the doubts, When will this end climbing to the top just to get smacked down again,
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Strength is built upon fear, What is there to fear when you have no strength, You can't carry on if your weak. Some were chose to win, to lose its fate or is it destiny? You choose where to begin.
Time goes and you start to grow, Bad choices are made and you need to go.
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You fell from above as an angel one of the most beautiful of angels you fell as your wings were torn apart and collapsed into your hate.

Above despises, below some worship you, underneath the souls cry to you, the fallen work for you. You are what is beauty on the outside but ugly on the inside with your power of manipulation you can fool anyone but yourself.
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As the day goes by I get older and my mind grows heavy, Tomorrow I wish would never come as A year goes by I grow older and I become colder.
My eyes have seen so much and more things I see as days go by I become older, I hate birthdays because no one shows anymore and no one wishes me well, Why care when no one cares anymore I have lost friends and days get longer.
I wish my birthday would never come because I only get more depressed, And life just seem to press me, All I want is to be known again, I feel no comfort and I feel more death,40,000 people die every day how come I am not one of them, If I could take this burden away I would because I can't confess to my happiness, I feel so numb and life becomes a mess.
Go away and feel death that I feel, Maybe if people would feel the way I do I would not feel alone, Nothing seems to level out only starts to slope and go down hill, Take one more pill to feel at ease living this life I live is just an excuse, I stand in the door way and people pass as I am invisible.
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Locked inside my dungeon I call home listening to the sounds of my mind making me uncomfortable, The sounds that push me closer to the edge, it is so near and my hands scratch the walls and my head drags below my shoulders, my fist clench and pound holes inside my soul.

The edge is near and I am being pushed closer, if I fall how long will I fall for? Will it be forever or will it be fast and end quickly? My patiences are depleting and fingers are bleeding and the dirt sticks under my nails, locked inside and secluded my heart is hollow and the ideas of the brain are insanity, insanity that keeps me in the dungeon I call home, where is the sanity?
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If I had all the strength in the world I would bring you down from your throne and open your eyes to things that have been done. Blinded by your own insecurity leaving people to praise you and hide your every flaw, leaving you flawless but most see right through you, damage yourself with the drugs you take to erase you from existence.

This toxin you take breaks you down and builds up your anger, holding on to everything you think is important but leaving it and throwing it down, down as you slash your wrist to gain pleasure, don't you see the things you do? Just run from it act like nothing is wrong.
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