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Jme Love May 2021
Falling away

The edges crack
They break

Slipping through
Losing all we held onto

Fighting
Sinking

Trying to swim

Deeper and deeper

A battle within

Fearing death
After a life of sin

An unforgiving goodbye

THE END
How it all felt in 2020. A quarentine at the start of a new life. It was all unbelievable and very overwhelming.
  May 2021 Jme Love
Poetry Art
when i was a kid
i always wonder why the moon kept following me
is she my best friend?
my protector during the nights i walk alone?
until  i grew older
and find her presence my peace
started telling her my secrets and dreams
sometimes we share our tears
we will talk all night
together we will fall asleep
the moon is my best friend. who is yours?

may you live well, rest well, and love well.

to better days ahead,
poetry art
Jme Love May 2021
Left for good
Bad is right
Living a one way life
Wishing to end
This life of sin

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      In the end one then begins to right the wrongs; from insight ,with what we write in songs. a night alone,beside urself in a fight for gold  frigid& cold feelin naked & ****** bruised bleedin all because wireless network pending payment delayed and and my messages not sending nor recieving and in traffic but with my 4 bad habits safe to include i forgot if it was right ? Maybe left?

For good
If only we knew
Our way of life
If only we knew
The struggle
The fight left inside
Wrong is wrong
Right is right
A collaboration with my best friend Fontenot
Jme Love May 2021
My head spins
My heart aches

Once again
Again and again

My stomach burns
My blood boils
I never learn

Once again
Again and again

Alone i sit

Once again
Again and again

Searching
Only to find
This pain you left behind

Once again
Again and again
Speaks for itself realy. What i allow to continue will.
Jme Love May 2021
Have you ever wondered who you are???
The real you???
Not what you think you are.
Not what others think of you.
But who you realy are???
Not the you thats defined by your actions.
Not the you you think or feel the need to be.
Not the you you portray to the world.
The you inside that nobdy knows???
The you your afraid to show???
Do you ever wonder who that person realy is???
Are we ever realy ourselves?
Jme Love Apr 2021
Not bent
Not bruised
Broken
Together one minute
Shattered the next
Like a mirror
Showing a perfect reflection
It cracks
It breaks
Distortion is all i see
Or maybe its just the real me
Not bended
Not bruised
But broken.
That broken image is me
My reality
An unbroken mirror
Is an illusion of unreal reflection
Holding no truth
Showing not who i am
But what the mirror portrays ne to be
Jme Love Apr 2021
Im no stranger to this. Submitting a poem hoping to join. Clearing my mind one word at a time. On this keyboard i type. In my journal i write. A note here or there on a napkin square. Never revealing how i truely feel. Never knowing whats fake and whats real. Checking my email hoping im accepted although its not expected. Thank you for your time if it was in fact yours. If not thank you algorithm and the info you store.
My first poem to hello poetry.

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