barbrodt - Hello Poetry

Burning black the past fades back And I'm stuck here in my youth The skin is charred, the breads gone hard but there's no more oil to use All my sons are falling out It's never sunny anymore Bleeding thumbs from shooting guns The price tag of your proof The waters cold, and so you hold Your arms close into you All these days since I've seen you You've grown your hair out to the floor And in the morning windless dew You whisper softly through the door Saying I ain't your man I ain't your friend I ain't your man I ain't a friend I ain't your man I ain't your friend I ain't your man I ain't a friend

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Jun 1, 2023

Jun 1, 2023 at 12:23 AM UTC

Morning Glories

Burning black the past fades back And I'm stuck here in my youth The skin is charred, the breads gone hard but there's no more oil to use All my sons are falling out It's never sunny anymore Bleeding thumbs from shooting guns The price tag of your proof The waters cold, and so you hold Your arms close into you All these days since I've seen you You've grown your hair out to the floor And in the morning windless dew You whisper softly through the door Saying I ain't your man I ain't your friend I ain't your man I ain't a friend I ain't your man I ain't your friend I ain't your man I ain't a friend

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The drops of rain cascade down The cold downpour reflects my pain Like the sky was crying for me And as I gaze out my window I see the familiar grey skies As my heart sees the imagery Of which I cast upon myself Except, I realize Soon The rain will stop, the skies will clear And I'll still be here Waiting for my grey skies to go blue

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May 22, 2019

May 22, 2019 at 12:30 AM UTC

Reflections of Boy in Love No.1

The drops of rain cascade down The cold downpour reflects my pain Like the sky was crying for me And as I gaze out my window I see the familiar grey skies As my heart sees the imagery Of which I cast upon myself Except, I realize Soon The rain will stop, the skies will clear And I'll still be here Waiting for my grey skies to go blue

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The hum begins I take a breath in And with the air, in comes the sensation Electrostatic fills my body I bear back, as the reaching sounds hit me The riff begins and the sensations hit A plethora of lifetimes and universes roll past I can almost look out and grab the sound with my fingers The feelings in my stomach begin to bubble The harmony progresses, and the tones of a guitar takes hold with the substances The chorus approaches A feeling from the pit of my gut hits me My heart is clicking in sync My breathing becomes primal Solely a sensation at this point As the drive from a hi-hat groove floats me into my wall Back sinking into the give from my introspection It’s almost ******** The ****** approaches, the falsetto waves reach an apex I feel the world surround me and I slip into a daze The walls have taken me in I’m not in my room anymore I’m on the next overtone And as the conclusion approaches I come down My view of what the world held Is gone I open my eyes Record scratched And I again remember Her

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May 21, 2019

May 21, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC

Psychedelics

The hum begins I take a breath in And with the air, in comes the sensation Electrostatic fills my body I bear back, as the reaching sounds hit me The riff begins and the sensations hit A plethora of lifetimes and universes roll past I can almost look out and grab the sound with my fingers The feelings in my stomach begin to bubble The harmony progresses, and the tones of a guitar takes hold with the substances The chorus approaches A feeling from the pit of my gut hits me My heart is clicking in sync My breathing becomes primal Solely a sensation at this point As the drive from a hi-hat groove floats me into my wall Back sinking into the give from my introspection It’s almost ******** The ****** approaches, the falsetto waves reach an apex I feel the world surround me and I slip into a daze The walls have taken me in I’m not in my room anymore I’m on the next overtone And as the conclusion approaches I come down My view of what the world held Is gone I open my eyes Record scratched And I again remember Her

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