27 Friday Nov 2015
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Even in my darkest hours, I know it could be worse, I know there are those suffering more than me.
I’m not thankful I’m better off than those worse off than me… I’d gladly suffer in their place.
I’m thankful that I understand this, that even in the darkest parts of me, that I’m not so far lost inside of me that I forget those that suffer.
I volunteer when I can, donate when possible. It will never be enough, but I’m also thankful that I realize that.
20 Friday Nov 2015
Those ropes
Tight against my skin
Locked in the closet
Alone in the dark again
How many times
Had I been here before
Just one more monster
Being born within
How many of them
Were pushed into me
How many more
Were simply hiding
Already in my empty
Monsters born
Monsters already there
Looking back
How do I tell the difference
Between the monsters and me
19 Thursday Nov 2015
14 Saturday Nov 2015
Posted in Poetry
07 Saturday Nov 2015
Posted in Poetry
And in my melancholy
I close my eyes
And wonder
How do you
Say goodbye
When you never tasted
Together
How do you
Say goodbye
When you don’t know
How to let go
Of something
You’ve never held
How do you
Say goodbye
When all I want
Is to feel your skin
Pressed against mine
How do you
Say goodbye
When all I want
Is to never let go
For you to never let go of me
07 Saturday Nov 2015
07 Saturday Nov 2015
The way my hands bleed
Every time I hold onto you
I swear I try to not let you go
But the blood
it’s just so fucking slippery
Any every time
you slip through
my bloody hands
I lose more of me
than I lose of you
I wish I remembered
how to cry
How to let go of my demons
And maybe then
just maybe then
I could finally learn
To hold you the way
You deserve to be held
And never fucking let go
of you again
07 Saturday Nov 2015
Posted in Poetry
I need to feel the rain
See the lightning
Hear the thunder
Be caught in the storm
It’s the only time
I don’t feel alone
I don’t feel lost
Wrap me up
In your dark
In your violence
Break me
In the way
Only you can
07 Saturday Nov 2015
Posted in Poetry
Somewhere lost
Between heaven
And hell
We fell into
Some dark
Kind of love
Filled with bloody lust
The kind between
Hungry snakes
And angry dragons
Leaving behind
Jagged scars
Stuck between
A tide that pulled
And demons
That only knew
How to push
We lost our way
And now all that’s left
Between that heaven
And that hell
Are words that never
Should have been
Left unsaid
05 Thursday Nov 2015
I can’t let you
Continue to hurt me
I can’t continue
To let myself hurt you
I can’t be this person
That keeps coming back
I can’t keep being
Weak when I
Need to be strong
I can’t stop you
From being who you are
But I can stop
Being who I’m not
I can’t seem to remember
When things got this way
Was it from the beginning
Or was there some
Sign I missed one day
I can’t
As much as I want to
I can’t
Wounded Memories 