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ejb
ejb
21 i'm not even good at poetry i just kinda write words
my bed sheet is upside down and all I ever do is frown my hands crack like dirt in a painstaking drought the rain keeps on falling but it never hits the ground my wrists act like a bridge from the dry land to the sea the sea is big & bold & proud but I'm still afraid I'll drown there are rocks upon my shoulders that pull them to the sky my head is tilted to the left and everything feels wrong my hair sits upon my neck and it catches what's inside I won't close my eyes cause the darkness is too bright if I can't hear every last sound I will never be calmed down my throat is always dry from choking on my words my collarbones went missing back in 2013 I found them back in June but all they ever do is ache as the smoke fills my lungs it scares away the bugs my heart is skipping every beat and it never takes a break my stomach always churns but no pain ever feels the same my hips can move with ease but hide inside their shirt my legs are filled with sand and I want to clean them out my knees are always tight as they knock across the ground my ankles are slowly separating and cannot stay the same my feet are made of sponges and cannot be exposed I try to keep them covered but I feel trapped inside my socks my body aches & shakes & screams it's always talking right to me but it's really good at lying while I turn from side to side my skin is tangled up in thoughts and there's a rats nest in my mind
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Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 7:52 PM UTC
my body
I'm afraid of my own hands I cannot trust them because I know were they've been and it is hard to wash away the past I try to hide them and keep them as far away from me as possible to protect myself from them but these are the hands that feed me and bathe me and touch me I have to trust them but I can't I'm afraid of my own hands
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Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:38 PM UTC
I'm afraid of my own hands
I watched the hostas grow as spring turned from the snow I know that time has passed but where did it go? does it stroll past each day, returning again and again or does it change in speed and move with the wind? each day feels long and dull and lonely but new leaves appear still, slowly I thought that I would grow during these days spent all alone. but the hostas are far ahead of me I'm glad I have more time to grow
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Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 6:16 PM UTC
hostas
i love the silence of a snowy winter night where all you can hear is your breath and the crunch of the snow beneath your feet the moon is in libra but tonight her beauty is covered by thick grey clouds but still she is there
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May 2, 2020
May 2, 2020 at 1:19 PM UTC
libra moon
am I the birds in the sky or the dew on the grass am I the wind in the leaves or the mud on your shoes am I the thistles in your garden or a prairie on a hill am I the paws of a kitten or the gills of a fish am I every person that's ever lived or no one at all am I anger, am I joy, am I suffering, am I love am I nothing or am I everything or something in between am I me?
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May 2, 2020
May 2, 2020 at 12:50 PM UTC
am I
inside her there's a rumble, not a fire or a tornado but a rumble that keeps her moving but its soft and slow and is sometimes mistaken for stillness but even when she is still I feel the pebbles rolling across the ground she levitates above is all but her roots connect thousands of acres she knows everyone she feels everyone she hears everyone but sometimes she gets lost in her own rumble and cannot hear herself
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 1:48 AM UTC
venusian woman part 2
her eyes look so deeply into mine, I can feel the warm burn even when she's gone I know she sees my soul and feels it DEEP inside we can talk without speaking we can feel without touching we can know without seeing every ounce of her is filled with the purist beauty I've ever known she spins around my mind like a planet and makes me dizzy with lust she is the moon, venus and all the stars and I will always be in awe
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 1:48 AM UTC
venusian woman part 1
one day someone will love me the way I love them I loved you so deeply and tried to show you with everything I am. I trusted you and let you know every inch of my soul and every secret in my heart. But you do not love me back. And I am sad. Really, I'm heartbroken and I miss you. I don't want to lose you. But I can't continue to love you or I'll lose you. How do you get over a love as deep as this? I have never felt this way before. This all-encompassing love. I want nothing more than to kiss you and run my fingers through your hair. But you do not love me back. And no amount of hair dye or sad songs will change that. I can cry to 100 romantic movies and wish for love but it will not change a thing. One day I will run out of tears to cry. But I don't know if I can ever look into your eyes again. Because I can't see you and not love you. You are everything to me. My heart is broken and I don't know what to do. I haven't felt a love this strong before and god I just want you.
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 1:46 AM UTC
the deepest heartbreak
i can feel my heart breaking and there is nothing i want more than you
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 4:44 PM UTC
Untitled
am I the birds in the sky or the dew on the grass am I the wind in the leaves or the mud on your shoes am I the thistles in your garden or a prairie on a hill am I the paws of a kitten or the gills of a fish am I every person that's ever lived or no one at all am I anger, am I joy, am I suffering, am I love am I nothing or am I everything or something in between am I me?
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Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 8:06 PM UTC
am I