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Open Eyes, Closed

01 Saturday Oct 2016

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Death, Life, Nightmares, Poetry

​Are my eyes opening
Or are they closing
Am I waking up
Or slipping
    into a nightmare
Both feel real
Both feel fake
I can’t tell anymore
This reality
This nightmare
They both
    taste the same

Wake me up
Let me dream
Fix me
Break me
Tell me I’m ok
Scream at me
    that I’m insane

Let me breathe
Suffocate me
Some how I think
I won’t notice
Any difference
    in between

If my eyes are open
When will they close
And if they’re closed
Will they ever
    open up again 

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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Love, Poetry, Sorrow

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

Inside my Head

22 Monday Feb 2016

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alone, Poetry

I don’t know if you’re real
Or some figment
Of my twisted imagination
But I can hear your voice
Talking to me in the void
And what ever you do
Please don’t leave me
Alone inside my head
With all these monsters
And all of these demons

Don’t Think

09 Tuesday Feb 2016

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erotic, Lust, Poetry

Don’t think
For one moment
That you aren’t buried
Far too deep
Within my heart

That a day
(Hour… Minute… Second)
Goes by
That I don’t think
About you

Don’t think
That I don’t whisper
Your name
Before I sleep
And in my dreams

That your name
Doesn’t slip past
My wicked lips
My hungry tongue
Or broken heart

Don’t think
That I don’t ache
To make you mine
Heart, body
And soul

That I don’t crave
To bend your flesh
Make you scream
Thrash and moan
As I fuck you numb

I wish I Knew

06 Saturday Feb 2016

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Lost, Poetry, Sorrow

I wish I knew
Where to find
My words
I wish I knew
Where to find
My heart
I wish I knew
Where to find
Anything of me
Worth finding

Where is Home?

03 Wednesday Feb 2016

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home, Poetry, Sorrow

Sitting in an airplane
Heading the wrong direction
Supposedly home
But it’s never felt that way
They say home is a feeling
Not exactly a place
I’m not sure one been there
Not this life anyway

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