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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

I Have No Idea How

09 Saturday Dec 2017

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heartache, Loss, Love, melancholy, romantic

Those years ago
I have no idea
How I opened up
And let her in
No idea how
I let her hurt me
  the way she did
But those holes
In my walls
In my armor
I found them
And sealed them closed
I won’t hurt again
Not like that anyway

Epilogue
The trick is on her though
I kept a piece of her
Trapped inside of me
No matter how far she goes
I’ll have a fragment
Of a love that…
  that shouldn’t have been
    but was
  maybe
    only for a moment
  maybe
    lasting a lifetime
      and into the next

How Much of Me

26 Sunday Feb 2017

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Loss, Love, Poetry

All this talk of borders
And here I am
Desperately trying to figure out
Where your heart ends
And mine begins

How much of me
Is left in you
How much of you
Is lost in me
Once you went away

Survive Me

16 Wednesday Nov 2016

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Loss, Love, Poetry

​You’re stronger than you think
And I know you’ll survive
Even the things
You think that you can’t

But I have to pull away
Because the one thing
That you cannot survive
Is me because of who I am

It isn’t that I doubt your love
Or that there’s any question
About the intensity of mine
Love was never our wall

We were each other’s poison
As much as we ever were the cure
But the scales were never balanced
Always hurting more than healing

Don’t forgive me
Even though you’ll say
There’s nothing to be forgiven
No… don’t forgive me
Survive me

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

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

Demons Underestimated

14 Saturday Nov 2015

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Loss, Love, Poetry

We warned each other
How terrible our demons
And monsters were
We spoke of darkness
And all the reasons
The other should be afraid

But neither believed
The other could be so bad
We underestimated
Our demons and monsters
And so now here we are
Lost and alone
Broken

Waking Up Alone

07 Saturday Nov 2015

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Loss, Love, Poetry

Just once
To wake up
Feeling your skin
Pressed against mine

To feel as though
That were normal
How everything
Is supposed to be

But every time
I awaken
Cold and alone
I remember

Your skin is not
Pressed against mine
We aren’t together
There is no
Supposed to be

Bloody Hands That Let Go

07 Saturday Nov 2015

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Loss, Love, Poetry, surrender

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

Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell

07 Saturday Nov 2015

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Loss, Love, 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

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