No title only feelingI’ve never thought of myself living here, without her. With all the cigarettes, hash, and booze that were passed freely in the backs of cars. Slant eyed prophecy and touching the bottom of the pool, which was nothing but rocks at that point. Life became about keeping her head and yours just above the water. Existing became blank pages and forced smiles because she was getting married, she was alive, and she was happy. You were never anything she stood for but you were confident in one thing change. Change pulls us back from the edge of the water, while the past tears its way out. “You’re scared. You’re just tooNo title only feeling
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I’ve never thought of myself living here without her. With all the cigarettes, hash, and booze that were passed freely in the backs of cars. Living became blank pages and forced smiles because she was getting married, she was alive, and she was happy. Change pulls us back from the edge of the water, while the past claws its way back out. “You’re scared. You’re just too afraid to let the world in, because you know how great you are and your hiding it.” She jabs a finger into your pale chest. Her breath curls of steam like a coffee resting on a counter top, forlorn and abandoned. You
notes for poemI drank even though I didn’t want too. Cigarettes protruded from my lips as I spoke in darkened bedrooms cross-legged and devoid of any light. In the absence of light there was nothing. Nothing but fogs of memories and two eyes of mirrored sorrow. We laid with out backs against the wall while our arrogant faces were kissed by pale moonlight. We spoke until our throats were sore slits of dry choked air. Listening to the terrors of late night radio. And that was how we spent our nights. Covering up the scents of beer with mouthwash, dripping drops into the whites of our eyes. Because those on the inside could never understand thnotes for poem
Depression
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DeadAngelLover22
Du Vrangr Gata (The Wandering Path)
Togira Ikonoka (The Mourning Sage)
You're the cure to my affliction, My addiction to the end
Madness is just like gravity all you need is a little push
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