personal experience
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You say you're broken.
That you're scattered and lost and falling apart.
You lean all of your weight on me.
Your limbs have fallen off.
You cry and cry and cry.
I pat your back.
A beautiful creature
With a mane full of snow
Silently sits
Though she always knows
In the dark nights
When no one is near
He comes
The only one to hear
Peotry is a wonderful excercise
for those who's minds wonder
lacking the concentration
to write novels and lofty papers
A poet will describe the vomit on the sidewalk
a writer will detail how it got there
lit is lit
the written word
the modern expression
lit is lit
am i horse or girl
misinterpretation
despite careful deliberation
must get five
must get five
a juggler
It is something that is invisible and difficult to see
yet at the same time you know something is wrong with me
the feeling of an invisible knife that pierces through the heart
I hate when people say,“I understand.”When they don’t.Sometimes, when I hear that phrase,I just want to scream:You don’t know me!You don’t know what I’ve been through!You don’t know what I’ve done!
I asked Santa, yes, whispered in his ear
Oh Santa, Santa, Santa dear
Please just a little trip, oh how I'd love to go
I hear you giggling, but I am uninvited
You cant imagine, how I feel whited out
Your eyes cuss me in disgust, bruised in unpleasantness, igniting my plight, like black kite feeding on my dialect and intellect.
Dreams
Float up to me.
Whispers
Of what could have been.
Moonlight
Soaking a road
Song
Filling my ears...
Wishing
They could have been
Me.
