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she took the plane to nowhere

it flew over the world

she got tired of flying so she got up to talk to the commander

there was nobody

its when she realized she was dead

dead in a plane crash

cursed to fly all her life

**

Sharon-Rose Boisvert
In the morning he bought a shirt
It was so pretty and fluffy
Then he went to eat a cake
So much sugar!

In the afternoon he hid the shirt away
He never liked this color anyway
He went down to the bridge and stared down
So hopeless!

For supper he went to his favourite restaurent
The tingling sound of ustencil
The cacophony of sounds
So energising!

At night he met his neighboor
She is so annoying!
He ran away after the formalities
So angry!

How was his day?
Usual evening stroll

Stopping by an empty park

hearing happy sounds

listening to joyful blabber

rocking swings here and there

kneeling on the wet grass

closing your eyes

car crashes

silence of the end

heartbeat of a dead city
**

Sharon-Rose Boisvert
Smile at me
Get to know me
Make me fall in love with you
Then laugh at me
Hurt me
Drain me
Leave me

It wasn't your fault

It was mine
it all make sense
going to act
for long i mixed it
its a perfect blend
brick in the face
tomorrow came
its not the same
who was this crazy girl yesterday
whos is this sane girl today
day by day
who was this sane girl yesterday
who is this crazy girl today
no one
she never existed

**

Sharon-rose boisvert
Scream of distresses
Flood of fears
Burst of laughs
Ideas piling up

But who to tell?
who cares?
what does it matters?
T'was fun
Somehwere i've never been
Forming bonds i've never had
Trying things i've never tried
Fallacy in my reality
Driving under the sun
Then I came back home
But
Somewhere
Perahps another reality
I am still driving
I never left
I can sense it
Also
It might have never happened
But If you ask around it did
lol I have memory problems
me
me
you
you are nothing that I want
yet I got no breath left for myself
nothing smart left
irrational stubborn love
ive been stolen
i am no one
you stole my life
all of it
from the begining
and
u don't even know me

**
sharon-rose boisvert
The acidic substance runs down my troat

I'm shivering from the heat

My head is pressing against itself

My imagination is hurting me

It is no longer a safe space

The future is grim

I don't know what's happening

Get me out of here

I'm not okay
They came

They sat
Looked deep into your soul

Or so you imagined

They talked

You took it personal

You are now living for them
You are now slave to their mouth
They are your God's

But they only look to you as a plastic object
They told you their small closed mind
They told you that you were not worth their time

But
Who cares about them, right?

Detach
They are animals
You are an animal
There's no real purpose to life
There's no real purpose to death
Be your own self
Detach
Take a bow
And forget them

They didnt cared anyway

Put the crown back on your head

NEVER AGAIN

*
Sharon-Rose boisvert
2018-06-12
there is a time before time

you didnt existed

the world was still turning

where all the people around you were living there life

a hole in time

different stories

same script

who are you

**
sharon rose boisvert
fast pace, slow pace

the sound of her footsteps

the shadow of her body

the fear of the surrounding

night of mercy

final steps

she got home safe
**

Sharon-Rose Boisvert
no
no
I loved you
i cared for you
then
something else got my attention
you fade away
i come back
i panick
are you dead
i didnt cared for you
i forgot you
is it too late
i sigh of ease

you are alive

then i wake up
dreams of hauting

you are dead

**
sharon-rose boisvert
i created you from head to toe
ive given you a caracter
a role to play in my game
you were a God
i was a Godess
we lived togheter for so long

then i found out you were real
and had never been in the game
where was i all this time
where where you?
OCD
OCD
I will protect you with all my might

Whatever I say you will do

I will hug you in the evening

You will feel better for a little while

I will give you solutions

But I will also create the problems

I will tell you my opinions

But they will be so irrational you will think you lost it

I will be your bliss and your torture

I will be you
and you will be me

but

I will not exist

You will be alone
OCD is a disorder not fully understood by scientist. It's different for everyone. There are many types of OCD. Mine is magical thinking.
poetry is all the words we couldnt say
all the emotions we couldnt tell you
all the sparrow hauting our hearts
a wisper of a soul screaming
a ***** of chains
its the song of our aura
the mistakes
the passions

poems are not to be understood
they are to be lived
accepted as so
a way to enters someones mind


wipe your feet on my tolerance carpet

sit on my patience
and let me show you everything you wont understand

watch the soul wisper a scream
its only a dream
go back to yourself

take the poem pill
and invite me in

**

sharon-Rose boisvert
The corridors are long and loud
Every door is an excuse to forget
Sitting down at my desk I mimic
Turning up my music to destroy reality
Getting up to be happy
Anxiety pumping my adrenaline
So many variables around me
So little will to play them
Budging fate little by little
Leave me alone
theres a place
this place no word could explain

its the most peaceful place
   its an escape door
     where reality and time doesn't exist

       its where time stops forever
         when you are alone

            where nothing exists
               where you are safe

                 its hard to get in

                   its easy to leave

                     it can be nowhere
                      or it can be anywhere

            you create it


but its eternal as much as eternity exists


or maybe its just me


**

Sharon-rose boisvert
Ask me your questions

Guess my answers
Analyse my desires
Make sad faces
Show me how much you've suffered
Tell me it's okay
Give me tips I've heard

Let me leave as empty as I came in
I'm not entirely here
I'm trapped somewere
Living half aware
Hanging between the realities
Sitting in a room
A waiting room
Yellow and warm
Tense and eternal
Safe but never ending
Reality twisted
Overactive imagination
There is no door
But I can leave at any time
Only one way
Find my inner peace
Idk, is it derealisation?
two doors and a stair away

renewed abusers

the floor was unsteady

the walls so thin

the stairs so slippery

I am numb and dizzy

invisible rope around my neck

half gone
half dead

living in a dream


**
sharon-rose Boisvert
Like a cake it sliced happily
Hours after hours
Flowing and flowing away
A wave of tick red energy
Death might have been near
At least i tought it was
My body was sad
It cried
But my mind felt relief
Pain would finnally stop
Nothing would ever matter again
Nobody would hurt me anymore
I'd be safe
I dont wish to die, but each time i think im dying i feel bliss
i didnt gave you what you wanted
you forced me to give in on my morals
you had fun
and then you got mad
because i was not who you wanted me to be
what
this doesnt make sense
but i didnt made much sense either i guess

**

sharon-rose boisvert
why
why
i stepped in the unknown unprepared
trying to keep my sane
giving in a little
testing the water
finding it isnt made for me
hurted by the person i hurted
yet what did i expected?

**

sharon-rose boisvert
I sent you a cry for help.
In pain both physically and emotionally.
Sick as a dog.
Feeling hopeless and morose
Alone with my demons
Wanted to know you cared for me
I wanted to debate the universe with you
I wanted to be hugged
I wanted to be told everything was fine

Instead you made *** comments about my body and got insulted when I asked you to listen.

Down the drain all the "I love you" I got went.

What happened?

Last I checked I wasn't only a toy to you.
Or was I.

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