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TheStartOfMyEnds Dec 2018
Like a wall of China in layers
Held together by the bricks of broken dreams
And never ending prayers
Surrounds "I"
The mind mothered the heart of I
As I sought for love
And found home in Writing
Dedicating this piece to all. Thank you for all your support and love in Writing. Hope you all have a Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year. I'm ever so grateful to have found HP and able to be part of this writing community.
TheStartOfMyEnds Dec 2018
Skinned alive
With her hands tied
She was left exposed
Pay attention to her eyes
You could see the ongoing war
Between her defiant mind
And her generous, foolish heart
You could hear the words left unsaid
TheStartOfMyEnds Dec 2018
I yearn for Control; for stability for one's self worth
As bull as it may sound, the light of every cigs granted me just that
A trick of the mind some may say, and true it might be however, Fire Away
I yearn for Freedom
The freedom to imperfections
To be released from such binding chains of expectations
To be released from the images people painted, in their minds a portrait
A portrait of a person they'd like me to be; a subject to their delusions
I yearn for Liberation
from all the anger, the frustrations
the faults I never committed
the ghosts too stubborn to leave
the sadness, the loss
EVERYTHING
mixed in one oversized flask like a bad case of chemistry-gone-wrong
just waiting to explode

Guess what?

Every swig of every **** liquor
The lulling sweetness
The bitter taste
The burn
Granted me just that
The illusion of freedom and limited taste of Liberation

Alas, both grantors became difficult to part with
If I'm to design imagery of all that said
It will be a dancing silhouette of my *******
Filling up the entire vicinity above heads
At the break of dawn and by each
Setting sun

To serve

As a quiet but clear Statement to my devoted audiences;

"Perfection. Is far beyond me. Expect the worst, give me chance
to eff up too"
TheStartOfMyEnds Dec 2018
Uncover the mysterious spell in reading
Once you've truly fallen in love
For such a hobby
I've been to Paris, Barbados, Australia
Who knew getting lost in the Sahara desert can be quite sizzling
sparks of romance
I've travelled through time
From the modern to the ancient
I've fallen in love
Dragged from one relationship to another
Some with happy endings
And some without any
I've lived so many lives
Sitting on my bed
With a barricade of my new purchases
Reality fades in the background
As I let myself be taken again
By a new chapter
And more pages to come
TheStartOfMyEnds Dec 2018
Dreams do come true
Nightmares
Are dreams too
TheStartOfMyEnds Dec 2018
Funny how the one most important thing
Destroyed me to little bits of pieces
But is also the one thing that
Glued me back into whole
My biggest loss
Giving me a better one
Driving me to move forward
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