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Jodey Ross Sep 2014
Walking alone I come
to a fork in the road.
Which path do I choose?

The left road is a dangerous                                                    
path. My demons call to me.                                                
Beg me to play.                                                                          

                                                      The right road is full
                                               of light. Life.  My family
                                              wants me to come home.

They fight over me. I
don't know what to
do. I love my family.
I want to choose them,
but I can't... I choose
the left path.

I
             spiral
                      down.
                         What
                            have          
              I
        become?
I'm
a.    
monster...          
At.      
    least
       I
              won't
    have
to  
worry    
for  
l
o
n
g.
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
They yell at me.
Call me worthless.
Call me stupid.
Call me fat.
Call me ugly.
Call me a *****.

I wonder why.
Why are they so mean?
I think alone.
As they scream.

The sad part is,
the people screaming...

Is me.
Jodey Ross Jul 2016
Writing down your thoughts,
feeling deep and personal,
rereading what you wrote,
and feeling like an ******.

Erase.

New introduction,
new formation of words,
unable to write them down correctly,
cursing into the empty room.

Erase.

Sitting with your arms crossed,
huffing as you readjust in your seat,
taking a calming breathe as you try again,
realizing that all of your efforts are futile.

**Give up.
Writer's block is the worst thing to have and I honestly just wrote down the last few things I did leading up to this and called it a poem. Have a good night, fellow writers.
Jodey Ross Sep 2014
You are worth galaxies,
the stars,
the sun.

You are worth laughter,
happiness,
and fun.

I wish you
could just see.

Just see,
how much you
mean to me.

Then you'll understand,
what I mean
when I say,

You are worth galaxies,
the stars,
the Sun.

You are worth laughter,
happiness,
and fun.
Jodey Ross May 2015
You have my heart,
and every bit of love I have,
to hold and keep forever.
You have my soul,
and ever bit of life I have,
to hold and keep forever.
You have my smile,
and every bit of laughter I have,
to hold and keep forever.
You have my eyes,
and every bit of light I have,
to hold and keep forever.
You have my mind,
and every bit of hope I have,
to hold and keep forever.
You have my body,
and every bit of lust I have,
to hold and keep forever.
You have me,
and every bit of everything I have,
to hold and keep forever.
Forever and always, my love.

— The End —