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Immeasurable

25 Sunday Apr 2021

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Anger, Loss, Sorrow

I had no choice
But to put it all in a box
It was the only way I knew
How to do
What I knew most be done

It’s buried now
That immeasurable grief
That anger
Maybe a hint of regret

If that box
Ever somehow seeped
I’ve no idea
If I would survive

Tattered Journal

07 Thursday Dec 2017

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Anger, memories, Sorrow

I wrote those
     darkest memories
In that tattered old journal
Ink slipped the stories
That only got told
In blood and nightmares
I let slip
The deepest of demons
And when
     the words were done
I took that
     tattered old journal
And set it to flames
Those darkest of memories
     now ash and cinder
Still burning inside
But for a moment at least
     a little cooler
And the nightmares
     a little dimmer

Save This for Later

14 Friday Oct 2016

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​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

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

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

The Monsters (or Me)

20 Friday Nov 2015

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Anger, dark, Poetry

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

Watch You Bleed

04 Wednesday Nov 2015

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I remember standing there
Watching you bleed
And when I think back
To what I felt
It wasn’t grief
Wasn’t fear
Or even hate
Just curiosity
Of how much blood
You deserved to lose

Another Day

09 Wednesday Sep 2015

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The clock strikes midnight
And you realize
That for better or worse
You’ve survived another day

You give a sigh
Relief or regret
You’re never quite sure
Inside your demons relax

Soon though the moment passes
Your demons wake back up
Because you know
There’s another day coming

I Can’t Find the Silence Within

07 Monday Sep 2015

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Screaming
Just to hear the echoes
Anything
To block out the noises
In my head
Scratching and clawing
Memories
Of the living
And of the dead
Screaming
Just to drown out
These things inside
Memories
Of ghosts and sin
I’ve nowhere to hide
And I can’t seem to find
The silence within

The Smile Slips

06 Monday Apr 2015

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Slowly
The smile slips
And the mask falls
That darker thing
Inside has awoken
It’s tendrils stretched
And breathed in fire
Some part of me
Is sorry
For what I’m about to do
Another though
Well
That part is ready
For the blood
About to be spilt

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