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 Feb 2019 ChrisJoeMiller
Muzaffer
el
kalem
sen ve tual
göğsünden
havalanan dalgın kuşlar
hiç konmayacakmış
gibi gece
senle uyuyana kadar...
Silent screams from behind the glass
One wrong turn, going to fast
Tears rolling down your face
Filled with so much anger and disgrace
Feeling like I’m in a bad dream
Horrific nightmare taken to the extreme
Dark haze, but no sound to be heard
My soul is rising like a soaring bird
Flashing lights can be seen filling the air
Why me, why us, this doesn’t seem fair
Trying to blink my eyes and wake up from this dream
I can’t believe this is happening to me
Where am I going, who are you all?
Rolling me into a room, don’t let me fall
Tag my toe with my name
Laying on a cold metal bed frame
As for now, I’ll lay right here, scared, alone and in fear
I am gone, but I still feel here
Give my love and my heart, to my dear
I’m sorry for what I did, even if it wasn’t my fault
All of our lives, especially mine, has come to a halt
 Feb 2019 ChrisJoeMiller
Roseanna
I will not love for fear of losing,
And if a fondness should creep through,
Like ivy I’ll cut it back.
 Feb 2019 ChrisJoeMiller
Roseanna
Angels are withered,
Battered, like you.
Thrown to the dogs of society
Wings ripped anew.

Humans are punished
loved by few
Thrown to the dogs of society
Heads fixed askew.

Demons are tired
Spat out and chewed
Thrown to the dogs of society
Welcomed as crew.


Not meant to be political,
Except maybe a bit,
We are all  just people
And life is tough ****.
Trying out something new and risky! lets see the reaction.
Still a bitter poem, apparently that's my style?
I promise i'm ok,
Kinda.
 Feb 2019 ChrisJoeMiller
Roseanna
They've cut down the trees where we first met,
if that's not a sign, i'll find a better one yet.
 Feb 2019 ChrisJoeMiller
Roseanna
Surrounded by a warmth, a touch away from burning
I had seen the gorgon
           But
                     He did not make me stone.
 Feb 2019 ChrisJoeMiller
Roseanna
The mere thought of reliance. Of getting myself addicted, kept me from buying it.




Often.
 Feb 2019 ChrisJoeMiller
Roseanna
My hands clasped together,
Meaningless.
Sorry Words Repeated
Like scripture.
All those God ****** forgotten promises.

I always knew that you were a little broken.
But when did i
become so lost?
I can't think to how it started.
when did things become so off?

But now reflecting back on it?
Maybe, just maybe
There is something broken hidden in all of us.
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