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I See the Dark

01 Thursday May 2014

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Inside I see the dark
Within I feel the cold
I know now that tomorrow
Can only be filled with sorrow
As the rain pours down
I ask, can it cleanse my soul
I think I know the answer
So soon I shall embrace my fate
So filled with anger and hate
I rage at what I am
I Weep for what I was
There is no atonement
No escaping the sins of yesterday
Lord bring on the night
Let sleep take my soul

-January, 1998

A Storm Rages

01 Thursday May 2014

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emotions, Love, Poetry, Thoughts

A storm rages within
A battle fought that can not be won
Between mind and heart
Which is right
Which is wrong

Mind filled with logic
Tells me all the reasons I shouldn’t
Predicts all the pain involved
Heart filled with passion
Tells me why I should
Says pleasure awaits

Confusion reigns
Turmoil prevails
I don’t know what to do
What to say

Should I follow my mind
Let logic prevail
Or follow my heart
Let passion rule

What is right
What is wrong
The answer lies somewhere in between
I hope I find the way
And put my soul to ease

-January, 1998

In That Dark and Dusty Room

30 Wednesday Apr 2014

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He led me down the hall
Past the door with the lock
I would see it soon
That dark and dusty room

This is where monsters
Made other monsters
In that dark and dusty room

I was told to trust
But learned not to
In that dark and dusty room

Something was lost
Never to be found again
In that dark and dusty room

The walls screamed silently
Telling tales of sins and sinners
But no one hears the screams
In that dark and dusty room

I learned how to turn it off
And be someone else
Those cries weren’t mine
In that dark and dusty room

One Day

29 Tuesday Apr 2014

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One day
He loved to say

One day
We’ll do this and we’ll do that

One Day
We’ll go here and we’ll go there

The one thing he didn’t say
Is that one day he’d be gone

We never did this, and we never did that
We never went here, and we never went there
But I’d give everything I have and ever will have
Even if only to hear him say

“One day”
For one more day

-August, 2013

I Thought I was Done

29 Tuesday Apr 2014

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I thought I was done with it
So I cast it aside
A heart that did not beat
But as it lay
Bloodied and bruised
I saw something
That looked like life
So I picked it up
This broken heart
And much to my surprise
It had left in it
One last beat

-January, 2013

Hollow

29 Tuesday Apr 2014

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There is something hollow
Inside these eyes
They see no color
Just a million shades of grey
and a world filled with lies

-January, 2014

You Were

29 Tuesday Apr 2014

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Life, Poetry, Thoughts

You were the bad habit
I never could drop

You were the good habit
I never could learn

You were the cure
I could never take

You were the wound
That never could heal

You were the dream
I could never quite finish

You were the nightmare
I could never quite shake

You were the soul
That I longed to love

You were the soul
That I needed to hate

You were the story
I ached to read

You were the story
That hurt to write

You were all of the things
That made me human

You were all of the things
That made me a monster

You were

But you never were

-February, 2014

The Seasons of our Lives

29 Tuesday Apr 2014

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We spend the Spring of our lives learning
Learning to walk
Learning to Talk
Learning to live

We spend the Summer of our lives questioning everything we learned
Still unsure who we are meant to be
Wondering how to live

We spend the Fall of out lives lamenting the time we thought we wasted in the Spring and Summer
Wishing we could go back
Trying to relive what we once were

We spend the Winter of our lives remembering and cherishing the previous seasons
Hopefully witnessing and grandchildren enjoying their Spring’s and Summer’s
Getting ready for our final season to end

-September, 2013

There is a difference

01 Tuesday Apr 2014

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Doubting ourselves is very easy
Making ourselves not feel this way is not
People that haven’t dealt with these issues
they think it’s easy
“just stop”
if only it were so easy

What I have leaned is there is a difference
between what I “feel”
and what “is”

It doesn’t make those feelings
any less painful
But it does help me to deal with it
to step outside of myself
and know

I may “feel”
useless, disgusting, ugly, fat, skinny, dumb
(my God the list can go on and on)
Even if I “feel” those things
I understand I am not
there is a difference

It doesn’t make the pain any less real
but it does help me to keep going
because there is a difference

-July, 2013

One ring

01 Tuesday Apr 2014

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One ring, two
her name flashes across the screen
For a split second
I almost forgot
For a split second
my heart just stopped
Then it all comes back around
came crashing down
Now I recall
she ended it all
The night she forgot
being faithful is more than just an after thought

-May, 1998

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