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 May 2015 Greyson Fay
Stace
Write me a book,
Call it:
"All the Ways I Was Unable to Love You."
List the reasons
why it was all my fault
Tell them about
the impossible pedestal
you placed me on
Describe the way my hands shook
trying to put your pieces
back together,
and how I no longer knew
whose hands were bleeding
I never wanted to change you,
I just wanted to be enough
to fill your emptiness
But the the void became to deafening,
and with your brokenness suffocating me,
I used my last breath to say
"Im sorry."

*-I was always sorry for your mistakes
I saw a famous man eating soup.
I say he was lifting a fat broth
Into his mouth with a spoon.
His name was in the newspapers that day
Spelled out in tall black headlines
And thousands of people were talking about him.

    When I saw him,
He sat bending his head over a plate
Putting soup in his mouth with a spoon.
Some say
she is lost to writing poems
snippets, little vignettes of beauty
so much nature inspired, obsessed
with green, botany driven desires
forever in skies, blue, or black with stars
meteor showers, falling, melting
like the liquid silver, red sea of mars
crashing waves, her days
tossed, tumbled, stumbling onto poetry
there is no fault, in words
no shame to be made
would be a sorrowful price to pay
she is writing to find
some truths, a sleuth, a seeker
of going within, without doubt
writing to find herself
most days searching out signs of life
to feel what it would be like, to be
in trees, in leaves, to sleep in green towers
of garden lily bowers
to finally dream in lucid colors, surreal
climbing invisible ladders
in orchards of apple blossom Springs
to sing, sing, sing
 Apr 2015 Greyson Fay
Carolin
She walks in the room where
her mom is in. No one listens
cause she flips on the news
with the volume on high. "Hey
mom i met a guy from twitter
he's supposed to meet me first
day of college same age but
different faculty" she'd say.
Comes back from college
enters home. Finds her mom screaming and shouting and
if she could she'd probably kick
her daughter out the door.
Slams lunch on the kitchen
table "don't talk to me with
attitude cause i'm sick and tired
of you and your talks are such
a bore and make sure you don't
drop any food on the floor".
That's when she decided to not
to try with her mom no more.
Took her secrets and tucked
them under her skin. She hid
her twitter love in the chambers
of her heart. Walked in and out
of home without a single word
to say. She found love far from
home. That's what she's holding
on. She got her flowers on
mother's day all she heard from
her mom was why'd you waste
our money instead of thank you
for remembering me on such a
day. No more trying this place
isn't home. Home is in his two
arms and wolf like looking eyes. Waiting a few more years till
she'll be long gone moving into
a new place carrying her memories along. A place with no screaming
or cursing no hitting or abuse.
No fear or chocking on a noose.
Just a home with him and her.
Just a home with no storms. A
home waiting for a caring husband and a loving wife to carve their
stories on the walls and bring
them to life. And like
he'd always say the best is
yet to come one day. Hold on
your faith and pray i'll be by your
side always and stay* ~
 Mar 2015 Greyson Fay
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 Mar 2015 Greyson Fay
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I reach out, begging,
waiting as I hold my breath,
hoping for the waves to return,
to stretch out,
to splash against my sand-coated feet.
Staring out at the ocean,
I wish.
I dream.
I pray.
But somewhere in my mind,
I have long since given up.
Call it selfishness,
call it greed.
Never will the ocean touch my flesh,
but I still crave to hold the salty water
up to my dry, cracked lips,
embracing its sting,
crying out for the sweetness
you and I long lost.
Cold fingers walk
     the ley lines of your veins.
***** dashed across your bedsheets,
     watercolour stains leak in your eyes.
Dead lilies in a cup of coffee,
     your world upside-down in a cracked glasses lens.
i met a girl she looked so beautiful and when she spoke it was so chemical she said hi my name is cigarette one kiss of me and you'll love to hate me to death the conversation done she said lets have some fun and that was about 25 kisses ago
she promised to always love me
she promised to always be there
but now shes taking all my money telling me life's not fair
so now i'm picking her up from a gas station tonight even though i know she'll be gone before the morning light i don't know why i put up with her but i know i cant break up with her we constantly fight over my choices in life i know i can't win so i just kiss her again further into despair i go
i make pleads baby why do you do this to me
cancer doesn't sound so pretty
her only reply is we all gotta die might as well die from me
she travels with me everywhere i go i can't help it over this decision i lack control
She promised to love me even when i'm low but i just kissed her for the last time and i need to go buy more
i know that shes killing me i guess its alright as long as i can afford her ill be just fine because when my funds are low and without her i'm forced to go i just lose my mind
i hate i hate you so much but i love i love you too much to let you go i've signed away my fate with you i will stay until into the grave i go
When I smoked I never called it an addiction I called it love because every drag was killing me slowly like love when it hurts however I have since ended my chemical relationship
You found me
Lying in a corner
Cold and crying
Love etched into my arms

You found me
Broken on the inside
Scared and Scarred
My soul corrupted

You found me
At rock bottom
Waiting for that bus to come
Even though I knew
Whenever I  got close
The bus will drive away

You found me
And you were the glove
I inflated
To float out of rock bottom
And back to my home
Back to the normality
I craved

I found you
When you had stopped caring
For those around you
When you had given up

I found you
When you had become indifferent
Stoic and cold
Hate written on your forehead
With invisible ink that everyone could see

You shouldn’t have cared
When you saw me lying in that alley
You should have kept on walking
Because you shouldn’t have cared
But something in my sick smile
Of pain and sadness
Made your heart twitch
And caused you to walk into
The darkness
And pull me towards the light
You shouldn’t have cared
When you saw the scars
On my arms and chest
But something about me, you said
Made you human again

You found me
Crying in an alley
Ready to die
I found you
Walking around on the street
In a husk of who you used to be
Yet through
Our mutual sadness
Happiness grew
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