raymond-lucifer - Hello Poetry

its nine at night, and im sitting on the couch i am watching something - i can't remember something with moving colors, something with screaming shouts and the dinner i just ate ate it late because i was not hungry earlier the dinner i just ate ate it late sits like a stone in my stomach my stomach for a reason i cannot fathom starts to hurt it hurts it hurts it hurts and my head starts to spin my throat it closes *oh **** am i dying am i even breathing i cant tell why cant i tell oh god its my throat am i sick am i dying why is this happening i was just fine a second ago- whats going on- oh god- please help- getting up i have to move the dinner i just ate the dinner that was late ate it late its in my throat its in my head my head its blank im screaming why am i screaming terrified afraid someone is shaking me i cant see im pacing or am i running am i sprinting am i going am i moving i cant tell the dinner i just ate ate it late because i was not hungry before someone grabs my shoulders my mind is laughing theyre laughing they find this amusing im screaming my face feels wet is it blood did i get sick oh god my worst fear is to get sick to have blood to be dead to not breathe if i fall i reason if i fall i am dead so i move and i run but i am held by my waist until the mind stops laughing and my eyes go whie and the darkness fades and the dinner the dinner i just ate ate it late is back in my stomach i look up and see someone anyone with worry in their eyes and tears down their cheeks and i see myself in their tears who has water on my cheeks and i cry i cry i cry because i cant stop them even if i try and that someone holds me close close as close can be and they whisper in my ear and they dont let go even when my sobs have gone to silent breaths they hold me in their arms probably hoping that they can pick up all these pieces and put them back together with only their arms and a little love.

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Apr 22, 2016

Apr 22, 2016 at 1:33 PM UTC

Goodbye

its nine at night, and im sitting on the couch i am watching something - i can't remember something with moving colors, something with screaming shouts and the dinner i just ate ate it late because i was not hungry earlier the dinner i just ate ate it late sits like a stone in my stomach my stomach for a reason i cannot fathom starts to hurt it hurts it hurts it hurts and my head starts to spin my throat it closes *oh **** am i dying am i even breathing i cant tell why cant i tell oh god its my throat am i sick am i dying why is this happening i was just fine a second ago- whats going on- oh god- please help- getting up i have to move the dinner i just ate the dinner that was late ate it late its in my throat its in my head my head its blank im screaming why am i screaming terrified afraid someone is shaking me i cant see im pacing or am i running am i sprinting am i going am i moving i cant tell the dinner i just ate ate it late because i was not hungry before someone grabs my shoulders my mind is laughing theyre laughing they find this amusing im screaming my face feels wet is it blood did i get sick oh god my worst fear is to get sick to have blood to be dead to not breathe if i fall i reason if i fall i am dead so i move and i run but i am held by my waist until the mind stops laughing and my eyes go whie and the darkness fades and the dinner the dinner i just ate ate it late is back in my stomach i look up and see someone anyone with worry in their eyes and tears down their cheeks and i see myself in their tears who has water on my cheeks and i cry i cry i cry because i cant stop them even if i try and that someone holds me close close as close can be and they whisper in my ear and they dont let go even when my sobs have gone to silent breaths they hold me in their arms probably hoping that they can pick up all these pieces and put them back together with only their arms and a little love.

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Apr 5, 2016

Apr 5, 2016 at 9:54 AM UTC

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heavy heart a circle full of greed seven sins have been committed only i remember three first might it be i was full of pride pride for my school pride for my life pride for the girl who held my hand that night sloth of the second i neglected the chores of my work the dinosaur of life laziness and procrastination - still in dirt i have not done what needed to be done instead walked away to a place where i myself would regret ever entering and lastly it was greed greed for the kisses of her lips greed for the beer tossed down my throat greed for the obtaining of what then was popular greed for the chain of cigarettes what i don't remember is the lust that followed the lust that was so deep she had to explain it for me what i don't remember is the envy of another man wanting the lust of a woman who stayed with me that envy would have saved me if it were not for the pride that followed the man who showed envy had now shown pride - - a pride that he did not need the lust of a woman who would stay with me and it was gluttony that wanted her to conquer me gluttony and wrath mixed into an ugly song a song that she sang in my ears while she poured beer down my throat it burned oh hell it burned i don't remember a time where it didn't burn wrath that he showed pride when she wanted envy gluttony that he did not give her lust when she had shown sloth towards the problems between them and i was in the middle a battle of greed and pride of wrath and envy sloth gluttony and she took away the thing i had wanted to save not for her no she did not deserve it no matter how much i wanted to think so because i was the one to blame because i could have done something yet i did nothing

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Apr 4, 2016

Apr 4, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC

james

heavy heart a circle full of greed seven sins have been committed only i remember three first might it be i was full of pride pride for my school pride for my life pride for the girl who held my hand that night sloth of the second i neglected the chores of my work the dinosaur of life laziness and procrastination - still in dirt i have not done what needed to be done instead walked away to a place where i myself would regret ever entering and lastly it was greed greed for the kisses of her lips greed for the beer tossed down my throat greed for the obtaining of what then was popular greed for the chain of cigarettes what i don't remember is the lust that followed the lust that was so deep she had to explain it for me what i don't remember is the envy of another man wanting the lust of a woman who stayed with me that envy would have saved me if it were not for the pride that followed the man who showed envy had now shown pride - - a pride that he did not need the lust of a woman who would stay with me and it was gluttony that wanted her to conquer me gluttony and wrath mixed into an ugly song a song that she sang in my ears while she poured beer down my throat it burned oh hell it burned i don't remember a time where it didn't burn wrath that he showed pride when she wanted envy gluttony that he did not give her lust when she had shown sloth towards the problems between them and i was in the middle a battle of greed and pride of wrath and envy sloth gluttony and she took away the thing i had wanted to save not for her no she did not deserve it no matter how much i wanted to think so because i was the one to blame because i could have done something yet i did nothing

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dusty grey a shadow unfurled snowy dark a heart perched cliffside edge wind blowing sea waves lapping staring out into the water wondering what it will be like to jump out and fall and sink

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Apr 3, 2016

Apr 3, 2016 at 9:32 PM UTC

Sunken

dusty grey a shadow unfurled snowy dark a heart perched cliffside edge wind blowing sea waves lapping staring out into the water wondering what it will be like to jump out and fall and sink

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Love and lust and torment Lost and found and suffer Poems are conveyers of emotion But in happiness There is none There is betrayal And lies A mystery waiting to be solved In the folds of a poem Words and papers and all But where is the sunlight? Where are the birds and sparrows? Cliche may it be, but happiness is scent of flowers Bathing in summer rain The crunch of pine needles The sound of pencil scratching of paper A page turn of a book A simple good morning message A child laughing, squealing Someone holding your hand A gentle kiss on your lips A hug where one does not want to let go It's the warmth of a fire after a day in the cold Your favorite song blasting through speakers A first high school dance The first time you climbed a tree Or rode your bike to the candy store Eating pie or cake or long taffy treats A new videogame Or the realization of a new idea Happiness is everywhere I can see it through eyes and ears and smells Through blushing and smiles and giggles and sighs - - so why don't we write about it?

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Apr 3, 2016

Apr 3, 2016 at 9:29 PM UTC

Poem Knows

Love and lust and torment Lost and found and suffer Poems are conveyers of emotion But in happiness There is none There is betrayal And lies A mystery waiting to be solved In the folds of a poem Words and papers and all But where is the sunlight? Where are the birds and sparrows? Cliche may it be, but happiness is scent of flowers Bathing in summer rain The crunch of pine needles The sound of pencil scratching of paper A page turn of a book A simple good morning message A child laughing, squealing Someone holding your hand A gentle kiss on your lips A hug where one does not want to let go It's the warmth of a fire after a day in the cold Your favorite song blasting through speakers A first high school dance The first time you climbed a tree Or rode your bike to the candy store Eating pie or cake or long taffy treats A new videogame Or the realization of a new idea Happiness is everywhere I can see it through eyes and ears and smells Through blushing and smiles and giggles and sighs - - so why don't we write about it?

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Spring break of roses, lilies, acorns, and unfortunate allergies A fortnight to spend Choosing our stars in the unknown colored sky You show me Orion, Centaurus, Canis, Crux Only become brighter when the days are longer nights are shorter Summer months of hot sun, cool water, sticky lemonade You show me water gun fights and barbeques Poolside lounges, I see your body Not ****** Just mystical Mystified On how God could give us such a creature that is so beautiful Your hair, your eyes, your hands as they hold mine Dizzy but not confused Given but not taken Your fingers clutch harder As the winds get frenzied, colder The trees are now an array of colors Too gorgeous to describe in words The leaves fall and spin and twirl You show me how they dance for us You show me laughter in piles of leaves You show me thankfulness in pumpkin pie and burnt bird That gluttony is okay as long as it's your food your food of corn and chocolate cake and bread We go outside to accidentally sleep Under our stars but I remember Your smile that was lit up by the starlight Then it turned to the winter months Where it is lit up by the shine of sun on snow And we stay inside for the fire and the chocolate calendars, for the presents, for the family We go outside for the snow, the playtime, the giggles and the laughs The red noses and the flushing cheeks We stay outside to find our stars - - gone but not forgotten You tell me they'll return and with it, you steal - - one kiss You show me love that I now can't deny So I clutch your hand and tighten my grasp So I know you won't let go And when it turns to spring So close now I know That I can tug you outside While we're laughing at each other And I can drag you to the grass And point up and say "Look, they came back." And you'll say "They never left."

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Apr 3, 2016

Apr 3, 2016 at 8:31 PM UTC

Season Unending

Spring break of roses, lilies, acorns, and unfortunate allergies A fortnight to spend Choosing our stars in the unknown colored sky You show me Orion, Centaurus, Canis, Crux Only become brighter when the days are longer nights are shorter Summer months of hot sun, cool water, sticky lemonade You show me water gun fights and barbeques Poolside lounges, I see your body Not ****** Just mystical Mystified On how God could give us such a creature that is so beautiful Your hair, your eyes, your hands as they hold mine Dizzy but not confused Given but not taken Your fingers clutch harder As the winds get frenzied, colder The trees are now an array of colors Too gorgeous to describe in words The leaves fall and spin and twirl You show me how they dance for us You show me laughter in piles of leaves You show me thankfulness in pumpkin pie and burnt bird That gluttony is okay as long as it's your food your food of corn and chocolate cake and bread We go outside to accidentally sleep Under our stars but I remember Your smile that was lit up by the starlight Then it turned to the winter months Where it is lit up by the shine of sun on snow And we stay inside for the fire and the chocolate calendars, for the presents, for the family We go outside for the snow, the playtime, the giggles and the laughs The red noses and the flushing cheeks We stay outside to find our stars - - gone but not forgotten You tell me they'll return and with it, you steal - - one kiss You show me love that I now can't deny So I clutch your hand and tighten my grasp So I know you won't let go And when it turns to spring So close now I know That I can tug you outside While we're laughing at each other And I can drag you to the grass And point up and say "Look, they came back." And you'll say "They never left."

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