faye-castillo - Hello Poetry

i count the things that bother me missing parts and broken ends i wonder where the hurting stops and when healing will begin i keep on trying to understand but it comes as no easy feat when emotions conflict with your words all you can do is grieve i grieve for the furrows of my brow the wrinkles in my eyes constantly dismayed at how i cant stop with the whys tomorrow i face a new day and i don't know where to begin i'll just close my eyes take a deep breath and hope that i will always have the strength.

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Oct 5, 2013

Oct 5, 2013 at 12:47 PM UTC

Counting

i count the things that bother me missing parts and broken ends i wonder where the hurting stops and when healing will begin i keep on trying to understand but it comes as no easy feat when emotions conflict with your words all you can do is grieve i grieve for the furrows of my brow the wrinkles in my eyes constantly dismayed at how i cant stop with the whys tomorrow i face a new day and i don't know where to begin i'll just close my eyes take a deep breath and hope that i will always have the strength.

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Sand water and sky was all I could see, As I dipped into the big blue sea My toes could feel the comfort of the beady sand, While the salty water ran through my coarse hands. The saltwater rushing in, Wave after wave after wave, My pruny feet sinking in, Wave after wave after wave. Inhaling the damp, fishy scent Absorbing the mild golden rays of the sun, Hearing the lulling waves disappearing onto the shore, The journey of the high tide has now begun.

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Oct 4, 2013

Oct 4, 2013 at 8:38 AM UTC

Shore scents

Sand water and sky was all I could see, As I dipped into the big blue sea My toes could feel the comfort of the beady sand, While the salty water ran through my coarse hands. The saltwater rushing in, Wave after wave after wave, My pruny feet sinking in, Wave after wave after wave. Inhaling the damp, fishy scent Absorbing the mild golden rays of the sun, Hearing the lulling waves disappearing onto the shore, The journey of the high tide has now begun.

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Red, Stinging, Peeling, Flaky, Dry. It’s skin reborn. Hard, Unmovable, Hot, Painful. A curse from the sky. Irritating blotches And the itchiness within Make me cranky As if boiling my own skin.

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Oct 4, 2013

Oct 4, 2013 at 8:38 AM UTC

Sunburn

Red, Stinging, Peeling, Flaky, Dry. It’s skin reborn. Hard, Unmovable, Hot, Painful. A curse from the sky. Irritating blotches And the itchiness within Make me cranky As if boiling my own skin.

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The noontime breeze blows through my face Refreshing my memory of things I left behind. The summer sun scorches my dry skin. As I endlessly yawn and give in. I gaze at the clear, blue sky Humming the soothing tune of boredom. I let out a long sigh, To release the worry and rejection. I can taste the blandness of the afternoon And all the bitter aftertastes. The tingling sound of the glistening chimes above my head, Remind me of the lazy days lying on my bed.

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Oct 4, 2013

Oct 4, 2013 at 8:37 AM UTC

Lazy Days

The noontime breeze blows through my face Refreshing my memory of things I left behind. The summer sun scorches my dry skin. As I endlessly yawn and give in. I gaze at the clear, blue sky Humming the soothing tune of boredom. I let out a long sigh, To release the worry and rejection. I can taste the blandness of the afternoon And all the bitter aftertastes. The tingling sound of the glistening chimes above my head, Remind me of the lazy days lying on my bed.

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Save all your smiles Your laughter And your tears Keep me beside you Forever Do you hear? Never let me go Never let me wait Never leave me alone Freezing without your warmth Take me as I am I’ll take you as you are Be mine And I’ll be yours.

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Oct 4, 2013

Oct 4, 2013 at 8:25 AM UTC

Be mine

Save all your smiles Your laughter And your tears Keep me beside you Forever Do you hear? Never let me go Never let me wait Never leave me alone Freezing without your warmth Take me as I am I’ll take you as you are Be mine And I’ll be yours.

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