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Call This Home

05 Thursday Nov 2015

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alone, pain, Poetry

I can’t climb out
I don’t have the strength
To get out of this alone

And I can’t drag you down
I refuse to hurt you more
By pulling you with me

So I think I’ll just start
Accepting where I am
I think I’ll just start
Calling this pain home

Monsters in Us

21 Sunday Jun 2015

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pain, passion, Poetry

We agreed
To lay down
Our weapons
Before someone
Got hurt

Then we realized
We didn’t need
The weapons
To inflict
Terrible pain

Even worse
Was when
We realized
How much more
We enjoyed it then

Worlds Away

10 Sunday May 2015

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pain, Poetry, Sorrow

We never talked
About that dark
And dusty room

Just took our turns
Closing our eyes
Went into our worlds

Worlds
That were safe
Where monsters
Didn’t exist

Worlds
Where we could go
To shut
Everything away

Those
We sometimes discussed
But never
The dark and dust room

Give Me Your Pain

30 Tuesday Dec 2014

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Love, pain, Poetry

I can’t stand
To see your pain
It breaks me
In ways I can not explain
I would rather
Take it all
Unto myself
A million times over
So that it can break me
In all the ways understand
Because God knows
I deserve it
More than you

I Know What Pain Is

13 Saturday Sep 2014

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Anger, pain, Poetry, Sorrow

I know what pain is
It’s broken mirrors
And bloody knuckles

I know what pain is
It’s scattered dreams
And twisted nightmares

I know what pain is
It’s dark and dusty rooms
And innocence lost

I know what pain is
It’s a broken family
And terrible secrets

I know what pain is
It’s loving someone
And not being loved back

I know what pain is
It’s uneven graves
And tarnished headstones

I know what pain is
It’s masks with fake smiles
And the ugly truth beneath

I know what pain is
It’s who I am
And everything I’m not

I know what pain is
It’s that day you died
And I did not

Her Eyes Are Closed

09 Saturday Aug 2014

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hope, pain, Poetry

She closes her eyes
Waiting
For the pain
To go away

But it never does
And so
She just keeps
Absorbing

Filling her up
Until pain
Is all she
Remembers having

She feels
So alone
Living in a world
Just her and her pain

But I take her hand
Gently in mine
And whisper
Into her ear

You’re not alone
Open your eyes
And let me share
Your ache

My shoulders
Are strong
Let’s walk
Through this dark
Until it’s passed

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