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No Matter How Far I Get (it isn’t enough)

28 Saturday Feb 2015

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Loss, Love, Poetry

No matter how far
I think I’ve pulled
Myself from you
I realize
It isn’t enough
Thoughts of you
Still echo
Through these
    hollowed veins

No matter how far
You pushed me
Away from you
I realize
It isn’t enough
Your name
Still scratches
Through my
  broken heart

Funerals

28 Saturday Feb 2015

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Death, Poetry

In the last 5 years
I’ve been to 5 funerals
So many people laid to rest
Today in the funeral
As she buried her son
I couldn’t help wonder
Who I was really there for
Him to say goodbye
Her to offer needed support
Or me…
    to remind myself
That contrary to how I feel
I am still alive
As much as I’d like to think
It was one of the first two
I’m sure the truth
Is somewhere in between
And I’m ashamed of myself
For making any part of it
No matter how small
About me
But I guess if we were all
To be so very honest
That’s what funerals
Are really about aren’t they
For us to grieve
For us to remember
For us to start
      to somehow heal

More Goodbyes Than Hellos

27 Friday Feb 2015

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Death, Loss, Poetry

I don’t know if it’s simply
That I’m getting to that age,
Or if it’s how difficult it is
For me to let new people in
But it feels like I am having
Less people coming into
    my life
Than people leaving
    my life
Either through death
Or them simply walking out
There are more exits
Than entrances
And no matter how many times
I have to do it
Saying goodbye
Never get any easier

Pieces of Me

26 Thursday Feb 2015

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Poetry

Any time
Someone has loved me
It’s never been
All of me
Only pieces
Some part that fits
What they need
The truth is
There are parts of me
That cannot be loved
And never will
But that’s ok
Because it’s better
To have had
Someone love
Pieces of me
Than none of me

I Try To Forget

21 Saturday Feb 2015

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Love, Poetry

I try to forget
The way her name
Slipped so easily
Through my mind
And off of my tongue

I try to forget
The way her eyes
Pulled me in
Like a tide
That couldn’t be resisted

I try to forget
The way my dragons
Writhed and ached
To touch her skin
And taste herr flesh

I try to forget
The way I loved
Even when I knew
Love
Would never be enough

I try to forget
All these things
That I know
That even if I could
I never want to forget

Some battles

21 Saturday Feb 2015

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conflict, Poetry

Some battles
Shouldn’t be fought
But what happens
When all the battles
Raging into wars
Are fought inside
Inside my head
Inside my heart
There will be no winners
In fact
I’ve already lost

I Let You In Too Deep

19 Thursday Feb 2015

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Poetry

How did I let you
Dig so deep
There are places
Inside of me
That shouldn’t be explored
Yet somehow
When I retreat
To those darkest corners
And all I hear
Are the echoes of you
I only hope
I didn’t contaminate you
As you
Were infiltrating me

Ruins

16 Monday Feb 2015

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dark, Poetry

Walking through
The ruins
Of who I might have been
Wondering
If there was a point
One place
One thing
I might have done differently
In my life could
That could have made
Everything alright
And I realize
There isn’t one
I was never
Not in ruins

We All Have Our Demons

12 Thursday Feb 2015

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dark, Poetry

We all have
Our demons
I just happen
To be my own
I don’t think this
Was always the case
Certainly not
My only one
But long enough
Walking
Through the dark
I started to think
(I started to know)
That the the dark
Is where I belong
And soon
Those demons
That tormented me
Seeped in
Until even
When standing in light
I can’t tell
Me from the dark

Every Time

10 Tuesday Feb 2015

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Love, Poetry

And every time
I see those eyes
(that don’t see me)
I want to get lost in them
And every time
I see those lips
(that don’t whisper my name)
I want to kiss them

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