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Daphne Jul 2018
I keep you hidden in my words
You’re in the shadow of my stories
Weaved in, pieced together very tightly
Until they need to really look before you’re found
You are the breath of every poem
You are the soul of every song
They try to find the meaning
But the only meaning is you, that’s all
I remember you in my cups of coffee
In the stories of my daddy
When I’m playing with my sister
Somehow you are always there
Somehow I still remember us back then
We would laugh and eat some cookies
You’d play guitar and I would sing
Tell you stories about my father
You tell me that you love your mother
And how you wish you had some siblings
To annoy, to pick some fights with
And it means so much to me
You still mean so much to me
I kept the pieces that I love
*******, inside a box
I kept your words in my heart
Store the image of your eyes in the back of my mind
I remember when you’d call
Sometimes at eight, sometimes at twelve
And we’d talk until we fell asleep
I tell you how much you mean to me
And you tell me someday we’ll be
Where we want to be
You promised we would take on the world together
That I’d never be alone
But then I would remember
That there’s no more us together
And that’s okay, that’s fine
I still have you on my mind
Even though we’re not together
I am glad I still remember
Daphne Jul 2018
My anxiety traps me in a cage
Screaming to get out, get out
And watches as my fingers search for the keys
Slipping past the bars and trying to reach
And as I try the cage grows smaller and smaller
Until I can’t breathe
Until the cage becomes a part of my body
And I still try to reach for the keys
And it strangles me
I become weak
And I can’t reach for the keys

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