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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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dark, Poetry

​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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​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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chaos, Poetry

​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

Love Story… (ours) 

12 Monday Sep 2016

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Love, Poetry

​Words dripping
From eager lips
Professions of love
Lust
Every intimate nuance
In between

Fingers tracing
Each other’s names
In the air
Come here
With your eyes
Locked into mine

I’ll whisper sweetly
Into your waiting ear
The greatest love story
Our lives will ever hold

Lonely Storm

28 Thursday Apr 2016

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The rain started to fall
Drops fat and heavy
Lightning
Thunder
Playing in the background
The world fell away
And all I could think
Was how much
I wished you
Were there with me

But you weren’t
You never will be
This storm
And every one to come
I’ll be alone
Waiting
To be washed away

There is a Hurricane in There

27 Sunday Mar 2016

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Anger, Poetry

Every time someone asks
How I am feeling
I want to rip open my chest
And scream
  “don’t you see
   this hurricane
   inside of me?
    It kills me
    a little more
    every fucking day!”

But I don’t
I just nod
And say I’m OK

Perspectives

27 Sunday Mar 2016

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Loss, Love, Poetry, Sorrow

Perspective is such
    a funny thing
She thought I ran
Never looking back
I thought she pushed
Needing me gone

Maybe
We were both wrong
And neither knew

Maybe
The earth just split
And ripped is apart

Maybe
Life just happened
And hurled us away

Maybe
It doesn’t matter
The results are the same

All I know
Is that here I stand
Cold and alone
At oceans edge
Looking for messages
In bottles that never come

Cold Glass of her Skin

24 Wednesday Feb 2016

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Death, Poetry, Sorrow

Hand pressed
Against the cold glass
Of her skin
Her warmth departed
Along with her soul
As I hold her hand
Curiously I wonder
Can she fell me
Now that she’s departed
This life and gone into the next

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