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dallas-jozwick
dallas-jozwick
American stuttering over my steps with continuous commentary
I am the offspring chosen to face our past My grandparents could not cry and their parents could not grieve Their gardens were empty and their stomachs were knotted The twist so tight they sank into the ground while the walls rotted Goodbyes were stolen, identities not built Time spent living lives not truly felt Generations before me, beneath me They have chosen to lay in rest But the burden does not remain away Instead it sits with me It is by my parents blinded rage or my grandma's quiet disapproval That their uneasiness in their agnony is all of ours to feel You see, this pain it demands to be seen It engulfs the children, the lovers, and the sea Embracing a storm trapping us into repeated beliefs Legacy blinded by grief has no room to grow until we shed the layers of our mothers forgotten tears, She was not allowed to cry but I shield her from uncertainty, the world is senseless but I sacrifice charting this land unsighted Feeling this pain that has drowned generations before engulfs my existence I scream into the dirt as I break us from this loop of silent agreement where survival is key I bawl to my blood what they did to you was not moral and the lost mourns have been freed Because I will always remember what couldn’t be seen is etched in our veins, Our families blood is my blood that remains My eyes may sting with ghost but I swore of an existence leaving the world less scorned, My touch vigilant of the surfaces it reaches, I welcome my future kin and sing him a story that there is a life worth living and it will forever be freed
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Feb 2, 2024
Feb 2, 2024 at 2:11 PM UTC
Legacy
I am the offspring chosen to face our past My grandparents could not cry and their parents could not grieve Their gardens were empty and their stomachs were knotted The twist so tight they sank into the ground while the walls rotted Goodbyes were stolen, identities not built Time spent living lives not truly felt Generations before me, beneath me They have chosen to lay in rest But the burden does not remain away Instead it sits with me It is by my parents blinded rage or my grandma's quiet disapproval That their uneasiness in their agnony is all of ours to feel You see, this pain it demands to be seen It engulfs the children, the lovers, and the sea Embracing a storm trapping us into repeated beliefs Legacy blinded by grief has no room to grow until we shed the layers of our mothers forgotten tears, She was not allowed to cry but I shield her from uncertainty, the world is senseless but I sacrifice charting this land unsighted Feeling this pain that has drowned generations before engulfs my existence I scream into the dirt as I break us from this loop of silent agreement where survival is key I bawl to my blood what they did to you was not moral and the lost mourns have been freed Because I will always remember what couldn’t be seen is etched in our veins, Our families blood is my blood that remains My eyes may sting with ghost but I swore of an existence leaving the world less scorned, My touch vigilant of the surfaces it reaches, I welcome my future kin and sing him a story that there is a life worth living and it will forever be freed
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The heat isn’t the same since the sun set away from today prematurely, and while some say ****** others explain the death of a star is inevitable My body won’t be the same temperature but at least the sky gets to keep all the suns dust to experience the wonderful that once burned in the flesh I wish you could see what you’ve left You’re soul so light I’m forever lit because you lived as bright as you wanted to without worrying about the inevitable explosion that every strong fiery star experiences so thank you You made my world right even if the sky’s not as bright But I believe tomorrow will be alright because the sun once lived, now I’m forever warm even when it’s dark
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Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 1:18 PM UTC
Gone by explosion
I’d like to say I didn’t start chain smoking at 23 That I did good deeds Instead of littering when my trash leaks How I didn’t sleep in well past three and I was always clean I’d like to say I had reasons to get out of bed , I just ignored the existential dread But the grapes within me don’t grow well and As much as I’d like to say I quit smoking yesterday I feel shrunken with what I’ve done So I poured my heart into a glass but instead of pairing it with a steak I decided I was too bitter to compliment the taste I tried to make Butter for The plate but I know everyone is scared of fat since they’re always telling us that I want my body to be the temple that sees the sun, I want to sing with crowds and live among the nuns while needing none Instead I just leave my bed with a dent unable to pay rent I’m a crisis at mid life 23 with no right I’m a bottle gone wrong, left to pair with just stares But maybe, maybe soon they’ll look away And I can pave my own day
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Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 1:17 PM UTC
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You made me believe in days that never dragged How I'd be with the person from my dreams Whispering just breathe While counting to three, letting us be But mornings always rise And my perceptions were never a winning prize Time always made me tell it wasn't you and me, Because life had me by throat And you were gone before I could yell, just yet Now I wait til the morning with no sunset so I can have met the man behind my belief in the love that has me asleep There was a dream I once could reach And the days never seemed to preach Now I just lay awake Picturing the beauty you use to make with me
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Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 10:15 PM UTC
Romanticized day dreams
Just because, I sometimes feel the air you once whispered To remind myself How rare, To have met the eyes that sang louder than the voice Covering the internal crimes and shading your external cries Making me wonder why but also understanding The man who could not comprehend   that theres a life beyond our twisted minds And some futures that don’t have dead ends, No matter how hard you tried You couldn't see the sky, Though I've forgiven and made amends Its for you, I live Always feeling the wind and searching for your skin It's for you, I speak the words we always meant to give And for that, I no longer hold it in
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Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
Julio
My skin may be bruised while you continue cruise.. but seconds later I stand withheld Because you see, wounds heal And your fingertips are no longer felt, My neck free from your belt I rebuild So Thank you for giving the monster a borough in the back of my head It's only so narrow But now its filled, I have to thank you, Thank you for making room For the flowers to grow Forever out of your reach I can only heal after getting away from the leach you coast as My skin was once blue But after leaving you which was long overdue I see being me is the only thing I need And how I'm finally free
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Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 7:38 PM UTC
Once blue skinned
When I was younger I used to pray That my family would move out of the heats way And my heart would be saved From all the Sunrays I wanted to leave before the summers got to me And dried all the water left inside to see And destroy everything I once believed Because the desert was once a sea Now left to be Just the Suns relief But I will never be the flower that grows by the trees I only know the desert rat That dwells inside of me
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 8:23 PM UTC
Desert rat
You could say That I beat your name Into most of the day Usually pointless thoughts Or sometimes detailed ideas That you make come alive If only you were here For longer than this trite of hope You could even say How madly in love I've been With the thought that my head Creates for us to blend Or maybe it's this insane trend I've started, falling in love With the friend Who doesn't notice Our mouths are too close To speak truths That we once wrote
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
Dam unrequited love
If you take me now Away from this future That has only allowed Nothing I prefer As everything disappears I weep I weep Dreaming to differ From dreams that offer defeat Can you save them mister? Something I once sought Has only learned to rot In this graveyard of vision That's lead to failed missions. So I am here Escaping the day through you Yet I am still pretty near The fear of my failed connections That have never stayed true, Will it all repeat?
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 5:36 PM UTC
Dead end future
You once told me Something so sweet About how I could change Those shadows that hover deep I believed your wide-eyed stories Your reassuring truths But once I saw your teeth They started to rot I soon became the filth Neglected under your tongue They thought what a waste, It wasn’t a cigarette burn You had them put me out You had them chanting I was the cancer That came in flooding Only it was you that was fleeting Having them believe I was a habit worth quitting
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Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
cigarette