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This time there was
no burning timbre,
eyes in a chokehold,
mouse skittering
away from a vise
too slowly--
a near decade
of searching for
concrete reasons
in guitar solos
never lasting long
enough,
trying to peel back
a lifetime of
rock formations
cemented over your
emotions,
feeling around in
an empty bed
w/ the soundtrack
of pins thrown into
a fan blade.
Shook
shocked it wasn't
my lungs's damage
that nailed together
the sky bridge away
from you--
three missed flights
multiplied
blistered by
the insane cost
of the ignorant bliss
you bought on every
street corner
during your trips thru
my city of
enigmatic lighters
& DOA pauses
lit only by
chinese lanterns sent up
w/ a wish for happiness
stuck inside
w/ multicolored neon
you were never
an outlet for.
I do not hate you
for never noticing
the body
doubling weight
in every padlocked
sigh,
but I can never
forgive you
for calling my uncontrollable
reality
a purposefully set
minefield
trap.
no burning timbre,
eyes in a chokehold,
mouse skittering
away from a vise
too slowly--
a near decade
of searching for
concrete reasons
in guitar solos
never lasting long
enough,
trying to peel back
a lifetime of
rock formations
cemented over your
emotions,
feeling around in
an empty bed
w/ the soundtrack
of pins thrown into
a fan blade.
Shook
shocked it wasn't
my lungs's damage
that nailed together
the sky bridge away
from you--
three missed flights
multiplied
blistered by
the insane cost
of the ignorant bliss
you bought on every
street corner
during your trips thru
my city of
enigmatic lighters
& DOA pauses
lit only by
chinese lanterns sent up
w/ a wish for happiness
stuck inside
w/ multicolored neon
you were never
an outlet for.
I do not hate you
for never noticing
the body
doubling weight
in every padlocked
sigh,
but I can never
forgive you
for calling my uncontrollable
reality
a purposefully set
minefield
trap.
Literature
My Promises To You
I promise to always love you
Today and every day that follows
I am handing you my heart
May it go wherever yours goes
I promise to never leave you
I will stand forever by your side
There's nothing that can break us
When our hearts are intertwined
I promise that in our dying days
When nothing is as it was before
Not only will I still love you
I will love you even more
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To the you who was my everything.
You can call it cliche, or even naive. Back then...
we truly thought we'd spend out lives together.
I remember it more clearly than the the days since it ended.
The day we met.
I somehow knew I had to have you in my life, I made sure it would happen.
I needed you.
You may not have known it yourself, for all you had suffered, been through, the damage you'd been dealt.
You had a light within you
You may not have known...For you I seemed like a bright light in the darkness, but you didn't know then just how deep the abyss inside me was.
I needed that light
My world became about you, for better or for worse...
I would m
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love your mistakes
I've fumbled around with hearts before,
and let them fall. Cracked fingernails, walked into
doorframes, bumped into people and hesitated too long
to open my mouth. Moments passed me by, often.
Occasionally, I was brave, and fell hard on my nose.
Was bleeding and embarrassed for the pain;
and the proof of it, the blood.
Said "sorry, but," or didn't say sorry at all, ate my feelings
or starved myself for them, carried my guilt around with me
until it made me sick and lose my appetite,
drowned my hand soap in the toilet,
didn't stretch after exercise and was sore for days,
kept my distance to those reaching out to me.
Pushed my pain asid
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breakups are funny things.
lots of things that bothered
the other person for
the entire relationship
come out w/o a real reason.
it's my opinion that
these are good to know
but using my disorder
against me
is still unforgivable.
i am happy to be free--
it was a long time coming
& neither of us would
accept it needed to happen.
lots of things that bothered
the other person for
the entire relationship
come out w/o a real reason.
it's my opinion that
these are good to know
but using my disorder
against me
is still unforgivable.
i am happy to be free--
it was a long time coming
& neither of us would
accept it needed to happen.
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this isn't something to critique, but i get this feeling. I had it somewhere a long time ago, someday in the future you'll come back to this moment, this feeling, this work, and create again from it with form and it's gonna be fucking great.