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252 · Jan 2017
Insomnias night
Seth Cahill Jan 2017
The eyes fall heavy in the darkness of night,
Through the clouds shines glimmering light.

My mind wanders as if walking through a maze,
Seconds feel like hours and Hours like days.

My dreams and reality seem to intertwine,
Aspirations and goals trusted to the divine.

I pray for forgiveness and strength to proceed,
For the future a few hours is all I need...
211 · Jan 2017
Creating Creation's
Seth Cahill Jan 2017
Ideas are unique,
Hard to conceive.
From within you seek,
Feeling impossible to achieve.

Brainstorming that theory,
Creating your dreams.
You envision clearly,
Ideas -
Flowing streams.
Trying to sleep I often find myself jotting down notes.
187 · Jan 2017
Love and crushed spirit
Seth Cahill Jan 2017
Remembering that night,
The night we met
The things we remember,
And won't soon forget.

There was a nervous laugh
the butterfly's opened their wings,
I knew I was in a trap
One only the heart could see.

Weeks went by
Smiles covering our faces
I couldn't hold it,
I lost my patients.

I pulled you closer
I made it known,
The feelings growing
I lost control.

Everything felt great
It all seemed to be going right,
I don't know what happened
Was it all because of that night?

This sickness in my stomach
Won't fade away,
I find myself thinking of you
With each passing day.
Thoughts of what to write
What to say.

God has his plan
It will be ok.
174 · Jan 2017
Aging of a predator
Seth Cahill Jan 2017
I've heard I'm changing,
There's more to it than you think.
My life's rearranging,
Quicker than I can blink.

People are passing through here,
Something out of my control.
Could say it's another a tier,
Swirling down the drain,
Leaving me here in the fish bowl.

This life's to short to worry,
So I focus on today's events.
Remember death's always coming,
and I'm surely in no hurry focused on living and life's contents.

Tonight the sky may be dark,
But the futures so bright.
Im treating life like a seal and stalking it,
like a white shark.
Hunting my dreams into the twilight.
149 · Jan 2017
Attenuation
Seth Cahill Jan 2017
Seems to be
Yet only a dream.
These thoughts I have
Vs
My reality.
I wished and prayed
But to my dismay.
The feelings I have
They fade away.
Day by day.
Fade away.

Seth C.

— The End —