Mordor Poetry

17 // QC, Canada// Instagram: LukeHamiltonPoetry

[drugsandshit666]

Do not ponder at why my tongue tastes

of the asphalt

Or why my blood smells of chemicals

And powder falls from my veins

when they bleed

Their traces forever imprinted into my body with the ressin from my flower left in my lungs

The ashes only accumulate

for I must remain intoxicated

Because I have not felt the same since they clicked cuffs around my wrists

Do not think twice if I am not a slumber

in the night

My dilated pupils may answer to your curiosity

You will find my consciousness

is gone for a wonder

-Drugs and Poetry☠

[mordorpoetry]

I'm leaving tumblr and putting all my energy into instagram I know by talking to many of you that some of you truly enjoy my poetry so if you would like to keep up with me go follow me on instagram It's too hard to get reactions and gain a following on here so I'm going to instagram all the way because it's easier to get my art out there on that platform Thanks to all of you, goodbye

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It's so nostalgic The taste of cigars burning my tongue My seat on the bus The odor of my black bandana It's almost catatonic

-L.H

[mordorpoetry]

It’s funny how I died when I left the whome Then came back 15 years down the line in a position where oh so many others had the light leave their eyes When I came back the morning after I didn’t tell me mother I was sorry I didn’t have the balls Instead I went to my bed I did too many bars off of during the past month and hid under my covers My father came first and I never saw his eyes that way Then minutes after he left my mother came and I hope never to see her eyes that way again My brother and sister still don’t know I dread the day when they’ll see me for who I really am I didn’t think it would end that night instead of getting a few bucks I finally came to my senses and that’s worth so much more

L.H

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These words are all I have Every line is like dragging a blade across my wrists Every syllable piano keys of ivory Instagram: LukeHamiltonPoetry

Instagram: LukeHamiltonPoetry

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Crush your skull with my bare hands Feel it crack under the pressure Put your teeth to the curb Then I'll stomp your fucking face in Burn.

-L.H

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Blood dripps from my eyes From the pores in my chest Red changes to black The child dies A young man is born A heart filled with apathy now filled with hate In a crime scene is where my body lays

L.H

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My past is haunting me A ghost in the back of my mind Screaming at me during every second in this abyss The choices I made The wrongs I can not rewrite And now it has now become the fuel source of this undying rage

-L.H

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Stare into our demon eyes Gaze into their darkness Stop acting as a wounded dove whilst you are amongst the dead

-L.H

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And edit from an older poem

Getting an education is more important than living a childhood The economy is more important than the environment This is what we are taught, and we live the lie even though we know it will bring us no good And the people of this society refuse to take a stand because they do not believe they can make a difference Instead they tell themselves the end of the world will never come and they knock on wood -L.H

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I wish I could love you If you were someone else It makes me hate myself I feel so fucking hollow

-L.H

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Follow me in instagram @LukeHamiltonPoetry

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Come darken my day Rip the light from my eyes Because I need to feel the rain Use my rotting flesh as your ash tray

L.H

[xxemokidxx6669-blog]

When you tweet a picture of the process of sewing a band patch onto your battle vest, and a guitarist from the band likes the tweet

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Caught in a cycle of night thinking, and day dreaming Dark days and even darker nights Eyes dead and unblinking Flesh rotting And heart splitting

-L.H

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Depression Such a dark word Provoking tears of blood to run down our cheeks as if we cut into an onion As if it is in our minds, and poison

L.H