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Survive Me

16 Wednesday Nov 2016

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​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

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

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

Her Love Drowns Me

06 Thursday Oct 2016

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​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.