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You ChooseI'm sorry honey, please don't weep
I made a promise I can't keep
Now hush darling it'll be okay
You have so much to live for, please one more day
A little girl, playing near the well
Would you be able to forgive yourself if that little girl fell?
A guitar, staying nearby
Won't you give that song a try?
Fall asleep and wake up crying
But babe is that really worth dying?
I told you I'm fine but that's not all true
Truth be told I'm dying without you
If I leave you now
It's really just a matter of how
I told you I'd be okay
But babe I can't take another day
Please for me
Please try to stay, to see
I'm weak, but you're so strong
Realize that following my example is wrong
Put down the gun
Stand in the rain and try out the sun
Don't try to forget me
But don't let yourself miss me
Remember that it's you I love
I just couldn't take another hit, the extra shove
You're not to blame
I'm the one with all the shame
Just promise me when you wake and I'm gone tomorrow
Don't let my example be the one
The HospitalThe walls keep closing in
Such a frightening surprise
The ceiling's coming down
What an unpleasant demise
The filter's barely running
Is there no water or is it just me
The doorbell keeps ringing
Wonder who that could be
The ground is getting closer
I reach but fall anyway
The air is slowly seeping
Through the cracks and into the hallway
The breaths keep getting shorter
I feel a buckle in my knee
The coughing keeps getting harder
Now is that blood I see
The paramedics say calm down
But I know there's no point in fighting
The lights are mixing with the sound
Now from night into white-lighting
The walls come at me from all directions
Another turn, here we go again
The breaths won't come anymore
And now here we go, one more spin
The coughs are choking
Blood is everywhere
The glass is breaking
Oh god this isn't fair
The footsteps are pounding
Are they coming near or going there
The pain is unrelenting
Is that bright light growing, dear
The morphine won't kick in
Is it night or is it day
Whats this play called again?They say hold it together honey
But I'm falling apart
They say play it safe
But I gave you my heart
They tell me lies
Like the promises you will never keep
They tell me things
Like how to not take that leap
They whisper words in my ear
And tell me not to trust you
They shout again at me
And tell me how I'm wrong to choose you
They ask me questions
But I don't have an answer
They ask me things
But they might as well be spreading the cancer
They push in needles
Feel the morphine drip
They inject poison
Feel the numbing in every fingertip
They think they're helping
But I'm just getting worse
They think everything's fine
But someone help me, things aren't going as rehearsed
CommasNever mind the goodbye,
It's much harder than hello.
Never mind the goodbye,
I don't want it to be so.
Never mind the goodbye,
I don't want this to end.
Never mind the goodbye,
This isn't a come-and-go trend.
WantI want to be your first thought in the morning,
Your last thought at night.
I want to be your favourite hello,
And the one to whom you never want to say goodbye.
I want to look at your words,
And know that they're for me.
I want to read your lips,
And not have this doubt in the things you say.
I want to be your shoulder to cry on,
To be your strength when you're torn and weak.
I want to be your light in the dark,
To hold you close when you feel alone.
I want to be the reason for your smile,
The one that isn't forced.
I want to be the light in your eyes,
The one that never burns out.
I want to be your reason,
Selfish as it may seem.
I want to be your only one,
I want you to love me.
Where Am I?I'm lost
Everything I've ever had
All I am
My heartbeat stills
Yet the water still ripples
As I sink to the ocean floor
My cries are drowned out
For the yelling will not cease
My voice is gone
For no one's here to listen
My words aren't lies
But no one believes me
I sit here in silence
Watching it all turn to ashes
A place so broken
A time so still
It all ends with the beginnings
As heaven mixes to form hell
Plaid Dresses, Rainbow HeartsShe drew rainbow hearts across rain-soaked pavement
Hoping they wouldn't get washed away.
But each time the second half was drawn
The rainclouds would come out to play
She believed in a world of fearies
Sat for hours hanging paper hearts
Not on her sleeve but on her wall
Just to see them torn, bound to fall
She laughed at the horror movies
Shuddered at the mention of the grim reaper's name
She cut just deep enough
To forget how close to her skin her mother held the flame
She ironed her hair
Or left it a curly mess
She danced in the rain
And wore jeans under her dress
With sharpie ink
She'd line scarves
And to her skin went a blade
Trying to forget with each letter she'd carve
She smiled at the smell
Of wet leaves on an autumn day
She fronted a carefree life
Of wishing her problems away
She forgot the stories
Her grandfather told
She remembered the nightmares
In which her fears would unfold
She closed her eyes
At the sound of an infant's wail
She tried to drown out thoughts
With no avai
To lifeTo the relenting lover
Do you realize the position you put yourself in
Each love comes on so strong
Yet dies, leaving you weak
They spare not a thought for you
The words that haunt you are the words you are so quick to speak
To the dying child
Look what you've done
You've brought comfort
With arms too small to wrap around
And a laugh that tugs on each heart
You cry and to words they listen
Every time your heartbeat weakens they fall apart
To the fighting couple
Listen to yourselves grow louder
See your child shaking
Needing to be held
Your little girl wants to know it'll be okay
But every word you toss
Every object you throw
Seeing your love torn apart
Leaves her crying, screaming into her tear-soaked pillow
To the lonely widow
Look around you
You think you're so alone
So lost with no one to turn to
Do you see how you've chased away
Every friend you ever made
They reach out
And you draw further in
Shoving them away
Until they're too weak, too tired to try again
To the person lying in t
Dyed WaxWhy? Why do you hate colouring?
What do you mean why? I can never keep the dyed wax within the lines, i always go just outside, dipping my toes into the deep end only to hear the lifeguard's whistle bringing me back to reality.
But what about the cigarettes, why do burn marks line your hip?
The incineration brings me to life, the ashes scar my skin to remind me that pain exists, you just have to learn to feel it.
And the razor?
What about it? The sweet feel of the metal pressing slow then quick, it brings sweet release, it leaves scars to scrub away with days of sponges and scar cream. The razor helps more than anything.
They take me higher, take me far away, take me to a new level of life where no one can touch me, no one. Dont you dare call me a druggie. But i wont deny that i'm an addict to living on the edge.
Why do you do it? Why don't you give in to sleep?
I lie awake because even as sleep tugs on my sleeve I scream so i lie awake with thoughts creeping in,
Six Second Poem"We're all the same," she said. "Friend, tell me," she asked, "how are we different?"
For six seconds I paused, then I said:
Some of us ..
love more than we hate,
laugh more than we cry,
work harder than we play, but
live before we die.
Some of us don't.
And that, my friend, is how we are all different.
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
I've ForgottenWhen she died
I tied a knot in my stomach
so I would remember
but I've been so busy
trying to remember her dying
I forgot how to forget.
how to let go -
and the doctors said
they would cut me open
and snip her out
a blade between the bows
and the pain, would be gone
but I've forgotten
how to let go -
and I still don't want to.
I willI will love you
all the way to the place where ladybirds go to die,
to the lushest corners of the earth
that hold the secrets no man was meant to see
and we will find them, and know them together.
I will love you
all the way to the place where bubbles are made
at the bottom of a glass of cider
that blisters the glass with condensation
as we trade hats and laugh at the way the air smiles.
I will love you
all the way inside a branch where buds dream of Becoming,
where those one-day-flowers stir wooden hearts
into an uprising, into a blossoming life
and we will plant our ambitions there, in the blooming place.
I will love you
all the way to the square brackets that hold our boxes
because you are my best friends, and you will be
as we fold papery hands around paper-cut wrists and cry
and mourn eighty-odd years flown by too fast. Even then.
Even then, I will love you still.
love didn't matter, but home was with youi.
there's still shadows left of you
even with the
little that remains. i wish
sometimes the light
would stop it's singing long enough
for them to grow,
my heart spends enough
time aching when
just the photographs
show their faces.
you took me
to a wedding once - it was a cold
night, and the
of stars in the sky made
it seem like God's
breath was reaching out
to earth. i don't remember
the names of the two who
indefinitely, anymore, not
when the wind's taken
in it's hold; but i remember crying because
love's just so damn
hard to find, and you
found me instead behind
the rosebushes that
were too stained to be called
me that sometimes
love doesn't matter, and
i (did)n't want to
you asked me once if anything
mattered, a lighter
gracing one hand and a
cigarette lining your
lips. i wasn't
sure back then
and i don't know
if i am now
(but i think i want to say yes).
my body never felt
unarticulatedtonight I ask myself:
where are you going with all these names
in your pockets? syllables that taste
unauthentic in the desperate American
repression is a series of images
earthbound angels breathing
flame, starving hands speaking
in tongues, glazed eyes
asking are you fucking okay
pale skin becoming moonlight,
reflecting and refracting and
the quiet understatement
Diamond TearIn silence
I observe them
Laughing and having fun
While I'm in my corner
I feel out of place
I don't belong here
So I leave
And no one notices
Now I'm out on the street
A dark and silent one
Enjoying the breeze
Lost in my thoughts
Suddenly I hear a sob
And I look around
I see a girl
Sitting on a bench
A single diamond tear
Running down her face
I don't know her
No one else is around
I could just leave
But I can't
So I sit by her side and ask
Without looking her in the eyes
For a moment
And then she takes my hand
And we look
Into each other's eyes
And she whispers
The Elephant ManHe had elephant hands; swollen and tendered
by old age and wiping away childrens' crying
so they were leathered and carefully painted
with a veneer of the dust made by old books,
but when he read to me the pages didn't shake
and his throat didn't contract about the words
like they were enemies to be spat out, bloodied.
Lungs didn't shiver and eyes didn't milk, then.
Now, I see love ephemeral. I see love half-dead
and carving its riverbed path, slowly eroding;
until it can rejoin oceans once known in heaven.
Now, I see him ephemeral. I see him half-living.
I see the fear of burdenship as the only thing
that makes his eyes flicker how Pernod used to.
I see a beautiful, crumpled drawing of my hero
as my grandfather slips, wearily, back to sleep.
SafeI clasped my hand tight shut around my mothers.
I was a possessive oyster wrapped around pearly fingers
bitten white by the freshly whisked air.
We braced ourselves against the frozen metal frames
that, although unmovable by infantile hands,
were not a substantial enough barrier against a tempest.
The sea lashed out its limbs in a fury
and the sky’s face paled grey with worry
at what that grasping anger might achieve.
It rose to greet us, stood on mighty churning haunches
and collapsed heavily around our shoulders
with the dramatic violence of a dancer
crashing down upon a splintered Tibia.
It drenched us, filling mouths and ears with water.
My mother’s hand squeezed mine, comforting,
and as the sea drew back again,
preparing to strike out at us over and over
until its very exhaustion point – and over once more –
As it readied itself to slash our raincoats,
with the force of an evening spiralling into true darkness,
over and over –
for a moment the smell o
Let me....Flick on the lighter
Turn up the volume
Let me feel the base
In every step, every breath
Once i cant tell up from down
Left from right
Let me lean on you
For a moment, for a day
When night falls
Or suns rise
Let me take it in
If only for remembrance, a memory
If the world becomes too much
And i stagger, slip, and fall
Let me go
My hand out of your grasp, your everything gone
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