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Just An Excerpt

22 Saturday Oct 2016

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​This…
What the fuck is any of this?
An exerpt from a larger book
We’re but a chapter
Maybe two
We never read the beginning
We’ll never know the ending
Are the final pages even written
Does it get put down
Forgotten in a cluttered den
The point of the story
Never really known

Pendulum

18 Tuesday Oct 2016

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All these words
I don’t know
If they are the things
I feel
Or the things I think
I should feel

The pendulum sways

One day I’m convinced
I feel these things
So deeply that
Every ounce of my soul
Shattered completely
Feeling too much

Another day
Is like looking through
A hundred feet of glass
I can see the things
I should be feeling
But all that’s there
I a mirage
Cold and distant
Instead of feeling
What I should

I read the things
I’ve written
Then drift away
Into my memories
And I’m either
Torn and broken
Crushed by my emotions
Or I’m distant
And detached
Empty with apathy

If all just depends
On which way
The pendulum sways

Starless

16 Sunday Oct 2016

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darkness, Poetry

​Black skies
A midnight
With no stars
Maybe
If I opened my eyes
I might be able
To find a glimmer
Of light that once was

But not now
Not tonight
I need the darkness
I need the cold
Of this starless
Bitter midnight sky

Save This for Later

14 Friday Oct 2016

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Anger, memories, Poetry, Sorrow

​Close my eyes
Be elsewhere
Anywhere other
Than in this dark
And dusty room
This isn’t my body
Not in this moment
I’m far away
At least for now
There’ll be time later
To be back here
Nightmares
And dark
Lost angry memories
Those will be the times
I’m back in this fucking room
But for now
I’m somewhere under
A deep blue sky
Not trapped
In this dark
And dusty room

Secret Thoughts

12 Wednesday Oct 2016

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​I heard the screams
Part of me horrified
But other
    deeper
       secret parts
Somehow relieved

It isn’t me
   those secret parts whispered

More than anything
Those are the thoughts
No matter how deep
      and buried
That I regret

Forever, and Other Lies

12 Wednesday Oct 2016

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Anger, Loss, Love, Poetry

​It feels like forever
Is just another 4-letter word
A curse of promises
That can never come true
Spit from a mouth
That both believes it
And knows it’s not true

An oxymoron
Of faith and lies
Love and loathing
Given and received
Two sides
Of some cursed coin

Her Love Drowns Me

06 Thursday Oct 2016

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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

​This love
feels like the crashing waves
at the bottom of a cliff
I stand at the edge
every day looking down
and every night I leap
knowing that I’ll drown
Knowing that tomorrow
I’ll somehow survive

I know this cycle
over… and over again
I can’t help myself
the lure of the tide
crushing down
breaking me
I can’t help myself
I (am in) love (with) her
And I know (hope)
she loves me
in her own way

So here I am
standing again
on this cliff
over looking the sea
I’m in love with her
so I’ll jump once again
and drown once more
just to feel her love
for me.

No Shelter from this Storm

03 Monday Oct 2016

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​This storm in my mind
The constant flickering
  of broken memories
The battle between
The parts of me
  that want to save
  to protect
And the parts of me
  that want to destroy
  to hurt
This chaos inside of me
It’s taking its toll
Breaking me
Once slowly
But gaining speed
There is no shelter
From this storm

Open Eyes, Closed

01 Saturday Oct 2016

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Death, Life, Nightmares, Poetry

​Are my eyes opening
Or are they closing
Am I waking up
Or slipping
    into a nightmare
Both feel real
Both feel fake
I can’t tell anymore
This reality
This nightmare
They both
    taste the same

Wake me up
Let me dream
Fix me
Break me
Tell me I’m ok
Scream at me
    that I’m insane

Let me breathe
Suffocate me
Some how I think
I won’t notice
Any difference
    in between

If my eyes are open
When will they close
And if they’re closed
Will they ever
    open up again 

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