UnwillingMust you touch me
Must you embrace me
As every moment I am taken
I am lost, in you
You feel me most with a quake of the shoulder
Caress me as my body shivers
Kiss me when I eye 2 gallons of water
Consume me, unawares
Must you touch me, Despair?
Must you embrace me
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Lie
When strings draw loose
Cords drawn taut
The perfect glass cracks with a line across
The reflections shift from tears to laughter
One minute of each, observes the outsider -
Then the image of reality comes crashing in
It splinters, it hurts, draws blood, hysteria
Stabs, impales, pierces the heart, cripples the mind
One minute of each, gasps the insider -
The ropes begin to gather
Another knot forms
A mirror stands on the wall
No, there's nothing wrong.
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62 seconds
Confusion rings through my head
Travels the body, soul - to and fro again
I see not what I used to see
Know not what was once certainty
(which honestly, terrifies me)
Unable to comprehend
the smile the frown
the hot the cold
the love the hate
the woman the man
the beauty the monstrosity
concealed under that strong guise
a beast of simple fragility
One minute and two seconds is all it takes
for a face to change; to wipe that slate.
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Anger
My hands shake, uncontrollably trembled
with an Anger, a fury contained
Words were bitten, as it cannot be spat out
Screams echoed within the mind, unable to set free
I sat with no idea, who to blame
You or I, for that Anger enclosed within.
But that Anger subsides quickly,
another shadow left in the soul.
Because there is never a release for that Anger
trapped in a body of a girl
its devils haunting within.
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After Ten Minutes
She lies down on her white, pristine bed
back facing up, her eyes resolutely staring at the wall
She waits for no one
but yet her body is poised, in such a way...
it suggests an ache of longing,
a touch, just a light skim
of tender fingers down her spine
A gentle, unnatural embrace from the back
a light kiss at the back of the neck...
Oh, the list is endless!
Therefore, succumbed to unwanted needs,
A stranger shared her bed
after ten minutes.
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seeking identitiesspeak again and you see me shut down
silently, silently; you see a indignance
smile again and you see me shut down
close all senses to an impossible nuisance.
bring me again into a routined timetable
see me suppresed behind reputations
bring me again into a routined timetable
ponder how long the length of hesitations.
expect not too much success from me
i myself draw back from full capabilities
expect not too much wonder from me
i'm still grasping the extent of my abilities.
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don’t cry out loud.Turn the radio volume up because no one hears
And then
SCREAM with all your might
And
CRY till you cry no more.
BURY your head under your pillow
COVER it all up with the blankets that shield
And then close your eyes
Go to sleep.
PRAY for dreams that make you smile.
Wake up positive
Into a new day and dawn
FORGET the unforgiveness,
IGNORE the pain
But most of all,
don’t cry out loud
Because people have eyes to
see,
And tongues to
speak; mindsets to
judge.
CLOSE your eyes to anything else that may stab
LAUGH out heartily not bothering the thought,
The lingering thought at the back of your mind.
Trust none at all
Because there is nothing in your life
That wouldn’t disappoint.
They say time heals everything,
But sometimes it makes everything worse.Labels: Self
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One little cry
How beautiful to see you cry
Great big waves, shedding tears of lies
Frustration, anger, emotions a-whirl
Of trapped inside, that little girl.
Oh so beautiful, to see you cry
While I stand here, could only sigh
Those beautiful tears I see that fall...
I wish I can too,
you know.
Just one tear,
one little cry.
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unanswereds
When I realize the limit of the night
Haunted by heaviness – thoughts a-daunting
Have I begun to take mighty flight?
Oh, in all things; do I know this Meaning?
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When I acknowledge the impunity of this body
The weakness of failing and falling
Somewhere in the middle of all this; an identity
Have I recognised myself as this Being?
***
When I lose the backbones of my comfort
And wake up to a Maturity I sought to find
Will I ignore this responsibility heard;
Or rise up to the challenge that is now mine?
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When I finally admit to being fearful,
Do they scorn and mock behind vivid faces;
Or shall I not ever cry out loud a fool
And surrender - keep silent; secretive; a-dazes?
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Truly no answers doth satisfy any lament
Despite any conclusion, I lay still confused
Neither acceptance here, a choice hence
Nor patience at all; until I am finally mused.
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