You're There
The room is dark, the walls are pale
Like my skin in the moonlight.
A frayed end of sanity goes stale
Dipped in one apathetic night.
Where I saw your image, light as a feather
Draw me into an abyss of grief.
Though I feel you near, comfort and relief.
In my flesh you forever flow
Freely through my soul.
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Old Time
He thinks about your desires, love mostly
Whether you love your boyfriend
More than you loved him
Or even loved him at all
You stained his heart
Brought him to his knees
To beg in your name
Now he thinks of you
Once in a blue moon
Slowly fading with age
Like a weathered photograph
All you are, is a glimpse
Imprinted in old memory
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A Thoughtless Man
Where did his thoughts lie?
At the bottom, destined to die
Before he could take ahold
And reshape their twisted mold
An everlasting, pungent taste
Of his own thoughtless waste
That inhibits his dreary mind
From seeking what he burns to find
Alas! A frayed thought or two!
Even if its color's a shade of blue
A thoughtless man can only see
A haze of perceptual impurity
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52 Degrees
A heavy dew splashes my window
52 Degrees of cold mist outside
Too cold to touch
Beautiful to stare
Right there
Nothing.
Calm smudge
Distorts the world
Breaking all peceptual realities
Just beyond my dreary window
It'll be right there, waiting, stalking
Just as you exit the warmth
Chill you to the bone
Penetrate the skin, muscles
Numbing the worry
The anxiety
Momentarily
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Could
Could it be, that my love has disappeared?
Like a bird in a frenzied migration.
The monster that I have always feared
Has been the dictator of my nation.
Lost, like a ship out to sea
Caged, like a man never free.
Could it be, I'm lost in me?
Like my mind in a bind.
The insight I see
Is what causes me to be blind.
Torn, weak and frayed
Where my heart left, is where I stayed.
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Red Light
I don't know why I stop at the red light
At night
Maybe just to avoid a confrontation with
The boys in blue
Maybe it doesn't care if I stop
Does it mind if I ran it?
I don't think it would care
I hate waiting
Just a bright red sun
Shining down upon me
Kind of like my mother
When her face permeated
The same angsty rage
But the light doesn't know
About that
Itll turn green eventually
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A Look at the Night Sky
Oh night sky, why taunt me?
Your beauty can only mesmerize.
With your lids open for all to see
And the night chariot on the rise.
I stare into you, waiting
Though I feel as if you cannot hear
All the stars, explosive in mating
And my heart begins to sear.
Answer me, oh night sky
You're the escape I need
I don't want to live nor die
But pain causes me to bleed
Still, still I cannot help but love
And so I live, taking my form of a dove.
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Listen
Listen, hush my child
Dont make a sound.
The room is calm and mild
And the snow hits the ground.
Beyond this, is a world
Where you can see
Warm sun, waves curl
And the town by the sea.
I'll take you some day,
When the clouds whisk away
And stars shoot across the bay.
My heart, 'I'll take you' I say
And I'll even turn out your light.
Yes my child, I'll take you there.
But for now goodnight.
And I'll disappear, without a blink or a stare.
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Kalt
He spoke to me on a hill
My ears ringing with his voice
I had to make a choice
To hold the truth, or to spill
The barrel of the gun to my head
I tremble, eyes closed, mouth quivers
The air is cold, I have the shivers
I knew, he wanted me dead
I clench my eyes, tears pull away
His voice lowers, no louder than the wind
He knows I have sinned
There's nothing left to say
I open my eyes, the gun in my hand
The man is gone, like time in the sand
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The Rain
Outside the window, the rain falls down
Heavy and weighted like a broken ship.
I feel like a king without his crown,
And melancholy seeps from my lip.
There is nothing but pure night
And the sounds of weeping slip through.
I stare to a frame, not feeling right,
Soon, my heart turns blue.
I am barred in, stuck in one place
Feeling like a bird in a cage.
I reach up to touch your face,
But you disappear, my mind begins to rage.
Why? Why must I feel this way?
The rain patters gently now, and the sun will come another day.
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