taylor-marotto - Hello Poetry

I found freedom in a bottle. I rid myself all thoughts of you. I found love halfway through the bottle. I need no other man than Jack to get me through. When I drank all of my whiskey, I smashed the bottle on the floor. I quickly came to realize I didn't want Whiskey anymore. Reflected in the shards I thought I may have seen your face, So I searched and scraped and bled for you, who left without a trace. Picking through the shiny pieces I had come to find, I already knew where you had been the entire time. You were the glass I accidentally swallowed, And you were shredding up my insides.

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Jan 17, 2015

Jan 17, 2015 at 4:17 PM UTC

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I found freedom in a bottle. I rid myself all thoughts of you. I found love halfway through the bottle. I need no other man than Jack to get me through. When I drank all of my whiskey, I smashed the bottle on the floor. I quickly came to realize I didn't want Whiskey anymore. Reflected in the shards I thought I may have seen your face, So I searched and scraped and bled for you, who left without a trace. Picking through the shiny pieces I had come to find, I already knew where you had been the entire time. You were the glass I accidentally swallowed, And you were shredding up my insides.

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Salt. Running from my eyes and my nose. Salt. Flowing down a stream of my woes. Salt. Touching my lips, burning my irises Drying and cracking My face. A too-familiar taste. Salt.

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Jun 11, 2013

Jun 11, 2013 at 6:00 PM UTC

Salt

Salt. Running from my eyes and my nose. Salt. Flowing down a stream of my woes. Salt. Touching my lips, burning my irises Drying and cracking My face. A too-familiar taste. Salt.

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You're twiddling your thumbs, Tugging on your shirt. I see you break Into a cold sweat. Watch your knees shake, I know you're nervous. And you radiate unsure But you just breathe, Until the twitching stops. Calm down a little, Say what you planned. Four most dangerous words In the English language, We need to talk. My turn to worry.

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 2:43 AM UTC

Four Letter Words Have Nothing On Four Word Sentences

You're twiddling your thumbs, Tugging on your shirt. I see you break Into a cold sweat. Watch your knees shake, I know you're nervous. And you radiate unsure But you just breathe, Until the twitching stops. Calm down a little, Say what you planned. Four most dangerous words In the English language, We need to talk. My turn to worry.

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I can't help but doubt you or Your loyalty My heart clutched by fear Insecurely, I worry that I'm not enough. Insincerely, you assure me, No need to think so much My mind is on fire The Pressure is creeping. Slowly but surely gripping my throat It has left me breathless and blue.

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 2:34 AM UTC

Insecurely Crippled By Insincerity

I can't help but doubt you or Your loyalty My heart clutched by fear Insecurely, I worry that I'm not enough. Insincerely, you assure me, No need to think so much My mind is on fire The Pressure is creeping. Slowly but surely gripping my throat It has left me breathless and blue.

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promises shatter like broken glass on a hard floor. i can't breathe. my stomach is churning. i'm sweating -- you should be. torn down is all that we've built, and i'm feeling it. i'm feeling myself wilt.

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 2:30 AM UTC

"Go **** Yourself" Has a Nice Ring To It.

promises shatter like broken glass on a hard floor. i can't breathe. my stomach is churning. i'm sweating -- you should be. torn down is all that we've built, and i'm feeling it. i'm feeling myself wilt.

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In a moment where time stood still, The stars glistened and sparkled, In the black sky above us. The true immensity of the universe Was more than we could understand, But we were aware; It was beautiful. The moon perfectly round to our imperfect eyes. Concrete at the surface, but porous. Maybe hollow? It hangs luminous and low. It hangs low and it hangs sad. Perhaps the face in the moon wasn't Always so blue? In the days when the earth remained untouched and the Earth was beautiful, too.

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 2:25 AM UTC

Lunar and Luminescent

In a moment where time stood still, The stars glistened and sparkled, In the black sky above us. The true immensity of the universe Was more than we could understand, But we were aware; It was beautiful. The moon perfectly round to our imperfect eyes. Concrete at the surface, but porous. Maybe hollow? It hangs luminous and low. It hangs low and it hangs sad. Perhaps the face in the moon wasn't Always so blue? In the days when the earth remained untouched and the Earth was beautiful, too.

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My eyes sting. I blink hard, grit my teeth, Holding everything back. I try to leave before it begins, but I can't One look, and my barriers are broken. The dam comes crumbling down. I open my eyes, Or the floodgates to my heart. Silent screams escape my throat. My face red with heat and hurt. My lungs are pained. I am shocked to my core by an unexpected and powerful dry heave. Nothing comes up but feelings I thought had long gone. I wish this could be different, I whisper. Emotionless you reply, but only with your eyes, But it isn't, so...

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 2:21 AM UTC

The Art of Having a Good Cry

My eyes sting. I blink hard, grit my teeth, Holding everything back. I try to leave before it begins, but I can't One look, and my barriers are broken. The dam comes crumbling down. I open my eyes, Or the floodgates to my heart. Silent screams escape my throat. My face red with heat and hurt. My lungs are pained. I am shocked to my core by an unexpected and powerful dry heave. Nothing comes up but feelings I thought had long gone. I wish this could be different, I whisper. Emotionless you reply, but only with your eyes, But it isn't, so...

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A beautiful nightmare, Soft and poetic, honest and sad. A bittersweet memory relived again. Recognizable, however, twisted in your Dreamy trance. Stir in your sleep, Awaken in cold sweat You rattle. You remember. Freezing is not cold enough. Hell's fire could not warm you. Just breathe. For a moment You are nothing and You are Everything. All at once You are calm Tranquil Peaceful Quiet Until your nightmare repeats.

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 2:17 AM UTC

Beautiful Nightmare

A beautiful nightmare, Soft and poetic, honest and sad. A bittersweet memory relived again. Recognizable, however, twisted in your Dreamy trance. Stir in your sleep, Awaken in cold sweat You rattle. You remember. Freezing is not cold enough. Hell's fire could not warm you. Just breathe. For a moment You are nothing and You are Everything. All at once You are calm Tranquil Peaceful Quiet Until your nightmare repeats.

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Pale, you lie in the moonlight The breeze offers a chill You accept by allowing the hairs On your neck and On your arms To rise Breathing softly, you are peaceful With the tranquility of Perfect Meditation You really are not present Not near to me at all Rather somewhere better And more beautiful You open your eyes to find You have not left where you began Disappointed, you sigh and and look down But I look at you One glance that said, "I love you." A distant memory of mine, A message you'd never receive.

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 2:12 AM UTC

Ivory Skin and Black Night

Pale, you lie in the moonlight The breeze offers a chill You accept by allowing the hairs On your neck and On your arms To rise Breathing softly, you are peaceful With the tranquility of Perfect Meditation You really are not present Not near to me at all Rather somewhere better And more beautiful You open your eyes to find You have not left where you began Disappointed, you sigh and and look down But I look at you One glance that said, "I love you." A distant memory of mine, A message you'd never receive.

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Last night I dreamt of you. I did not see you, but you were there. You could call it a nightmare, I suppose, But only because I could not find you. The sad fact being, you did not want to be discovered. “Seek and Ye shall find.” But I have sought and have not found. I was looking for you. You, who has hurt me worse And more often than Anyone before. Broken my fragile heart Into five billion pieces Time and time again. Yet, I always forgive. Perhaps I was not looking for you, But for an answer instead To a question that has been Burning In my head and in my heart. Why?

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Aug 18, 2012

Aug 18, 2012 at 5:34 PM UTC

An Ode To Someone I No Longer Know

Last night I dreamt of you. I did not see you, but you were there. You could call it a nightmare, I suppose, But only because I could not find you. The sad fact being, you did not want to be discovered. “Seek and Ye shall find.” But I have sought and have not found. I was looking for you. You, who has hurt me worse And more often than Anyone before. Broken my fragile heart Into five billion pieces Time and time again. Yet, I always forgive. Perhaps I was not looking for you, But for an answer instead To a question that has been Burning In my head and in my heart. Why?

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