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Monthly Archives: October 2014

The Door That Will Never Open

31 Friday Oct 2014

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Poetry, unrequited love

I have this thing inside
And I don’t know
What to do with it
It screams your name
Each day
    louder than the last

It won’t be tamed
Until it knows your flesh
Outside and in
It wants to explore you
Leaving it’s mark
All across your skin

It wants to stare
Deeply in your eyes
As it rips from you
Soft moans and sighs

But it can’t touch you
Not now
Probably not ever
So it screams inside
Pounding it’s fists
At a door
It knows will never open

The Unheard Whisper

18 Saturday Oct 2014

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Death, Poetry, Sorrow

I whispered her name
As she laid in my arms
But she couldn’t hear me
She would never hear
Anything ever again
And I wondered
    such an odd wonder
Had I whispered her name
Enough while she
    was still alive
If I had whispered it more
Would she still be here
How many things
Could I have done
Should I have done
To keep her here

Every Breath A Little Closer To The Last

16 Thursday Oct 2014

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We all have a finite number of breaths we will take in our lifetime. Each breath is one closer to the last.

I can’t decide if I should breathe slower, cherishing each one and take my time, or breathe faster, speeding up to the last page of this story.

I suspect I’ll know which breath will be my last when it comes, but will I know the second to last? Will that be the one that matters most?

Slower or faster… I’ll make sure to inhale a little deeper each time, if for no other reason than to make sure I get my fill.

I Can See It In Your Eyes

16 Thursday Oct 2014

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

I can see in your eyes
How much you want
To love me
(like you used to)
But you saw too deep
The darkness in me
And the love
In your eyes
Was replaced by fear

I can feel in your touch
The tremble
That used to be love
But you saw too deep
The darkness in me
And the tremble
That was once love
Now is from uncertainty

I warned you that
There were parts of me
That could not be loved
Those demons in me
They may be old
But they’re still there
With shadows too deep
And blood stained hands

I can hear it in your voice
The guilt when you realized
You lied when you said
Your love would be forever
But don’t…
You loved me once
And that’s more
Than I deserved
And for that
I’ll love you evermore

The Weight of Emptiness

15 Wednesday Oct 2014

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emptiness, Poetry, Sorrow

More and more
I can feel the emptiness
Seeping in
Deeper and deeper

One by one
It feels like
All the switches
Are switching off

But this kind of empty
It has a weight
It fills me up
Finding every crevice

Until there is nothing left
Just the nothingness
Pushing me down
Pushing me out

Paradox of Love

13 Monday Oct 2014

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

There is a paradox
Of me believing you
When you said
That you loved me

And me believing
That I can’t be loved

Maybe you love
That parts
That you see
And not the whole me

I’ve seen those parts
And they can’t be loved

I Miss You With More Than Just My Heart

11 Saturday Oct 2014

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Love, Poetry

I miss you
With more
Than just
My heart

I miss you
With my fingers
That aches
To caress you

I miss you
With my arms
That aches
To hold you

I miss you
With my lips
That aches
To kiss you

I miss you
With my everything
That aches
To be with you

And yes
With my heart
That aches
Without you

I Remember Too Clearly

04 Saturday Oct 2014

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Anger, memories, Poetry, Sorrow

I remember
All too clearly
All the things you did

I try
To let it go
To simply walk away

But then
Just like that
It all comes crashing back

I remember
All too clearly
All the things you did

I want
To let it go
To leave it in the past

But then
I close my eyes
And I see it all again

I remember
All too clearly
All the things you did

I need
To let it be done
To let it all just wash away

But then
I remember
Everything single thing you did

Walking Away

04 Saturday Oct 2014

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Poetry

If I didn’t look back
You need to know
It wasn’t because
Every part of me
Wasn’t screaming to

It was because
If I didn’t
I’d never have
The strength
To keep walking

And walking away
Is the only way
That I know of
To stop
Hurting you

Walking Through the Garden of the Forgotten

02 Thursday Oct 2014

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Sometimes
I walk through cemeteries
Looking at headstones
Wondering how many people
Have forgotten
That person ever lived

Then I wonder
If someday
Someone will walk past
My headstone
And wonder how many people
Have forgotten I ever lived at all

I feel in some sick way
I’ll be more connected
To that person
Walking through
The Garden of the Forgotten
Than with most during my life

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