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Another Poet Aug 2015
It's dark in here, pretty lonely too
I've been hurt by them, and I cry to you

To my weary knees I fall
Raise my hands, to you I call.
Forgive me Father for what I have done
For I have killed your only son

And your consuming love like a tempest in me
Sets my palms convulsing
Blesses me with repose and piety
That I pray will forever remain.

But as my silver lining brightens with the sun,
My warmth slowly fades as to the world I return

It's like I have this disease, this Unkind addiction
To almost every little thing, that procrastinates my devotion

Then slowly it fades
The voice of the angels as they pray
A cold void in my soul
Growing as I walk away

Yes it's dark in here, pretty lonely too
When I'm hurting again, I'll come back to you.
Another Poet Apr 2015
set forth
with your goal in sight,
And a determined stride.

When you leave,
don't linger!
For behind you lie memories,
But ahead live your dreams.

When you leave,
leave at sunset!
This journey is yours alone,
Don't look back for shadows.

And so allow leaving to become a part of you.

For when you finally leave, your body and belongings,
You will still be a traveler,
Alive in your story,
In the works you leave behind!
Another Poet Jul 2014
You know you're growing up
When your day
                          Ends

with the
                              *Sunrise
...And an imminent hangover!
Another Poet Jul 2014
You'd  have called me eccentric baby
For I would collect 'em caterpillars
Up until I saw  you

...Now I get butterflies! ;)
Another Poet Jul 2014
I know its awkward
Baby You and I
I can tell you're confused
You have that look in your eye.

You seem so harmless
But your grip weighs me down
Never will you truly love another
Nor will you ever be mine.

And every time I try to bolt my door
I forget its just a paper wall
I know in my head i should ask you to leave
But suddenly, the reason I cant recall.

Why must I always play sane,
While you go play a mess!
All this I write I should be telling you,
But I d rather just be
                That girl you text!
Another Poet Jul 2013
Oh! I yearn for courage
To speak my mind, with no fear of the judging tongue.
To not hold back my tears and pretend to be numb.
To confront, and not cold shoulder furtive
To forget for good, and not just forgive.
To look forward to failure for plain learning sake
To accept rejections with my pride at stake

More so I yearn,
For zeal to stay and fight though the die is long cast,
Carpe Diem till i breathe my last.
Another Poet Jun 2013
Before you texted me

I dint know addiction

Before you spoke

I never loved sarcasm

Before your charm

I never felt obsession

Before your wit

I was never struggling for words


Now that your gone...

Iam just another poet!

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