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Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Time - 3:00am
Wide Awake
Wired mind!
Work tomorrow
Must try again
Close my eyes
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Time - 4:00am
Occupied... AWake
I give up
I write
I'm better now
Close my eyes
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Time - 5:00am
Consumed....AWAke
Hello Facebook
Like, heart, like
My eyes burn
Close my eyes
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Time - 6:00am
Still.....AWAKE
Alarm
Shower, eat, work
I'm drained
From my tireless head

© Jl 2016
Can't sleep :(((
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Stage 1
I'm tired of being wrecked
My heart beats in my head
I'm tasting my thoughts
So fresh
My mind is racing
A marathon I never signed up for

Stage 2
I'm sick of being crippled
I'm stuck between two walls
Repressed
But now I can't move
The walls fade away
Into snowing noise
Static Siberia  

Stage 3
I'm bothered by defeat
Sole in this somber corridor
I see my comfy bed with plush linen
Summoning me
With taunting plea
I unfold in my blankets
concede to the voice
The corrupted trap
My wrists and ankles, shackled
Squirming to flee
I can't retreat
The night owl snarling inside my ears
I slam my view

Stage 4
My milky eyes are bleeding
I'm zooming again
Fleeting faster
Things are blurring
Sensory overload
I fall to the ground as my legs buckle
I look up to see..
The finish line!
I hardly stand, treading towards it
The last traces of energy
Escaping me
Yawns of hope
I just want to sleep

Stage 5
Only to find out I'm in a dessert
The finish line, simply an empty mirage
Sadness of lost hope
Disheartened and frustrated
I find myself racing
Repeating my cycle of marathons
Until morning catches up behind me.
Still running inside my tired mind

© Jl 2016
This is my midnight marathon, keeping me from sleep.
Julie Langlais Feb 2017
you wake my sleeping heart to an acoustic of bliss

Jl 2017
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Don't tell someone
"Time heals all wounds"
Instead, tell them
"Time gives you strength to live with your wounds"

© Jl 2016
Some wounds will always remain, accepting that gives you strength to move forward with your existing lacerations.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
After dark,
while all at peace.
One lies in heightened loneliness,
with burning pain.
Slicing and punishing,
desperately seeking secretive relief.
Controlled affliction,
in a limited soothing fix.
Finally releasing the dark plague,
screaming inside.

© Jl 2016
Words taken from my teens.
I was in grade 9 when I started self-harming. I stopped shortly after high school.
Julie Langlais May 2016
Harvesting
Feeding your mind with knowledge,
quenches opportunity to inhale wisdom.

Pressing
Squeezing wisdom into a humble reflection, ripens your mind.  

Fermentation
A mind connected to growth,
provokes insightful sophistication.

Clarification
The abundance of one's progress becomes obvious to the cultivated mind.

Aging
A clear open mind inspires your full aging potential.

Jl 2016
Wine reference to our mind
It always tastes better with the proper aging process.
Julie Langlais Mar 2016
TABLE D'HôTE

Appetizer
Wrong Tons With Me Soup
cooked worry
seared in a teary onion broth

Hors D'oeuvres
Slow Roasted Fear
fresh over-analyzing
crushed with loneliness

Main Course
Stress Salad
tossed with insomnia
marinated in a vertigo dressing

General Trouble Chicken
battered uncertainty
gloomed to perfection
sitting on steamed danger
stir fried in an overwhelm sour sauce

Dessert
Choked Volcanic Eruption
mountain of OCD
topped with whipped depression
glazed with self-loathing

Expresso
prepared with frothy guilt

(C) Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Mar 2016
Art rests inside the vision of creativity
Art comes alive with that interpretation
Art is cultured from craft
Until a masterpiece has evolved

Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
"When someone notices the true beauties & wonders of nature, their appreciation radiates with every life they touch."

                                           © Jl 2005
McGill University days
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
Time to leave my darkness
onyx clothes to blend in my murky skies.
Placed down, back pressed on charcoaled street.
Eyes extend to the constellation above
sparkling brightness bursting through the coal.
The beauty of  nature’s life,
eyes closed to suppress the hope within those stars.
Time has evaded me as I wait to become road ****.
Goose bumps on a summer night,
death is stubborn.
Resting here alone, isolated again.
Slow traffic spoiling my intention.
Forsaken control,
muscles clenched as I fade into my pavement.
Heart stomping with anticipation.
Who will extinguish my fire?
Inflicting pain onto someone’s life, while I escape mine
Seems selfish!
With unsealed eyes,
the air ripens and shifts.
A breeze winningly lifting me.
Tingling body, feeling alive.
Jolted up, leaving the black pavement.
I stay nearby, waiting to see the driver.
The car who would have killed me.
An older black haired woman driving a black car
She looks like my mother.
How ironic.

© Jl 2015
Words taken from my teen years.
I was 17 years old, my 2nd attempted to commit suicide.
Julie Langlais Jun 2016
I breathe to live
However I find myself struggling
To catch my existence
Almost like it's not natural for me
I've seen too many things
To conceal the damage
I wonder how life would be
Inhaling clean air
My mind suffocates my breath
Which is why
I live my life
Breathing under water
Jl 2015
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
Breathing
Mind clearing
Rushing thoughts
Soft ivory butterflies
Gracefully fluttering in my meditation.
Soundlessly whisking them away.
Into the clean divine turquoise sky.
Butterflies whisper softness,
into the bright sun's halo.
Peaceful moment.
Hushed thoughts.
Inhale, exhale.

© Jl 2015
Julie Langlais May 2016
I was your victim
Your offspring
My beats echoed with you
You claimed my heart
Threw it in your meat grinder
Used the minced remains
To cooked yourself a meal
Slowly savoring it
Chunk by chunk

Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Jul 2016
You will meet clouds of people
Who enjoy you superficially
Give you moments of forgettable memories

You will meet stars of people
Who shine bright in your life
Touch your soul
Share their sparkle
And inspire you to be more

But If you open yourself to our universe

You may even meet the moon
Who will completely
Change your outlook on life
Who will light up your soul
Share her elegance
Reflect her vision  
And feed your spirit

Jl 2017
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
My temples pummel out
A throbbing skull
Drumming on my edges
Cracked bruises
Hidden underneath my hair
No one sees my pain
Feeling dismissed by perceived delusions
Neglect brings forth intensified loneliness
A mystery unable to solve
Potential brain damage
Resting in purgatory
Along the coastline of denial
Where I appear all right
Until another concussion
Drags me to this tide
Wanting to end my life
As I drown to the chilly depth
Wondering why my husband
Hasn't thrown me a life jacket
He tires of my imperfections
As do I….
Severity thrown under
The boat of exaggeration
No one understands my head's sensitivity
Not even me

The judgements of being weak
Of not being careful
Arguments against enjoying life
I am brought to a surplus of cries
Aching sobs swim
In my damaged head
I'm confused and lines are blurred
I'm scared and can't remember

Noises storm
Inside my ears transmitting corruption

Comatose movements
Ambushed by swelling spastic vibrations

Blinding light
Striking serrated razors between my eyes

Weighted head
Seeks detachment from its guardian

How I wish people saw this concussion for what it is

© Jl 2016
Julie Langlais May 2016
I'm depleted
From getting chased
By terrifying nightmares
Haunted by darkness
Lurking in the shadows


Jl 2016
Wishing I didn't have to live with the demons released inside me as a little girl.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
On the couch I sit,
a man enters and settles next to me.
I’ve seen him before shooting up with my mother.
Mother in a deep sleep while he, wide awake.
A kind sir to me,
my mouth unopened, unable to speak.
His leg caresses mine
I'm 8 years old.
He directs me to his lap,
I reluctantly follow.
Buried doubt, my clutched hand on his upright.
He liberates my hand, leaving it unassisted.
Overheating in turmoil,
what is happening?
He races, while I continue in slow-mo.
Fixated by the aged wooden floor,
the only place I look.
He’s done this to me before.
Time is misplaced as I black out.
Disconnected, in this unstained location.
Pitch black, I stand detached in blankness.
I open my eyes, alone on the couch
Confused.
What day is it?
What happened?
A bad dream?
I go to my bed, where I fall to pieces. My blankets rise covering up my shivering corpse.
Frightened to shut my eyes and see darkness once more.

© Jl 2015
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Stay in this moment of inspiration, allow your mind to cultivate it!

© Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
I contemplate
I buy it on aromatic instinct
The fight emerges
Don't eat it!
You're not even hungry!
I sit in my head
While the words debate
The palate ultimately wins
My hands follow orders
The sweet melting chew
Savory icing
Made for my mouth
I close my eyes
Taste buds dance
Pure enjoyment
A moment has escaped me
In my candy land
Until it's gone
A guilty pleasure
Plagued stomach
Churning to
Disappointed intestines
An alien
They don't quite understand
As it has no nutrients or vitamins to absorb
Sending the lipids and sugars
Away to live as fat
Surrounding areas I dislike most
I look in the mirror
And I imagine where that regretful donut went.

© Jl 2016
The donut here is a representation of fast food in general.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
"When you discover something from someone, the greatest sensation is sharing it with others, and seeing their smiles of information."

                                      © Jl 2005
I wrote this in my 3rd year at McGill University studying Physical Education.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
"Education is an orbit of teachers and students. You are constantly learning from others and circulating that knowledge."
Jl 2004
Days at McGill University
Julie Langlais Jun 2016
I close my eyes
Waiting for you to meet me
In this moment
Tasting your breath
Drawing near my cheek
Peacefully
Holding me with your lips
Melting my heart
Letting you lead
I fight gravity
To open my eyes
Studying your stillness
To stare in your soul
I follow the colors tracing your eyes
Inviting me in
As my butterflies escape
Through the creases of my lips
I smile in hope
For you to come back for more

Jl 2016
I recently found something I wrote about my first kiss with my now husband, and decided to turn it into a poem.
Julie Langlais Jul 2016
Walking side by side
You've been my all
In our wonderful journey
With heartbreaks and love
overcoming struggles
Laughter and flooded tears

I am no longer a caterpillar
But a butterfly
An empty void
Searching for the acceptance
Of my broken
To love and appreciate
It's dark beauty
That lies hidden from the world

I can't keep walking with you
In this mundane path of solidarity
The loneliness numbs my wings
I need to taste the air above us
I need to soar to the sun
Find a soul
Who will love my broken

I have evolved
While you remained the same
You will forever live in my heart
Hoping you find a caterpillar  
Who can walk by your side
While I find a butterfly
To explore my shadows


Jl 2017
FML
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
FML
I am a snow ball
Melting into a liquid puddle
Evaporating
Disappearing
By the thirsty air feeding on me

© Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Seeing you each day ships many smiles to my life.

© Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
Haunting Memories
You are always there, and always will be.
Denial strikes and you disappear,
Fear and loneliness take over.
Feeling out of focus,
Reality sets, and you are back.
You are terrifying and graphic, consuming every ounce of me.
Blocking you out is exclusively done to protect me.
You are revolting and disturbing, but vanish at the sight of denial.
Feeling nauseous, feeling nervous, feeling this dreadful pain.
Everything is wrong, you are wrong.
Alone, guilt, fear... Reality reemerges.
Acceptance of your existence ultimately happens.
Incredibly powerful you are.
I cannot break free of you, even if I try.
From a distance, still delivering shock waves up my spine.
Denial no more with progress around the corner.
You all decide to join forces against me.
You form a team, and hit me all at once.
You are abusing and beating me down.
Overwhelmed and out of control.  
Exhaustion sets in.
Depleting into numbness to survive.
Chaos!
Grounding myself, clearing  my mind.
Control within reach.
You no longer define me, consume me, control me.
Dealing with each one of you will no longer happen on your terms and timeline.
Pace has been adjusted to slow,
Acknowledgment and understanding become my armor against you.
True healing is happening,
finally...
I am starting to defeat you.
Haunting memories are all that you are.
You, are WEAK.
Still frightening, but no longer dominating me.
I am stronger than you, and always will be.

© Jl 2015
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Riding a roller coaster
Ups and downs
Twists and turns
Emotions riot

The heart feels
Up close
Nearing behind  
The head forgets

Ride with them
They are at war
In healing
Your broken heart

Center needs holding on
Mind prefers the push
My heart always wins..
How about yours?

© Jl 2016
Not your typical Valentine's Day poem.
Just thinking about the people who have broken hearts on this day.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
A young little girl,
numb, complicated, and insignificant.
Pained, rejected, and craved for affection,
Searching for someone like you to fill my emptiness.
Somehow you found me when I needed you the most.
A young woman packed with the responsibility of an isolated child requiring a lifetime of attention.  
An immediate connection was formed beyond my comprehension.
You quickly became my hero.
Someone I admired and loved.
Someone I hoped to become.
You cradled and moved me into your life.
I watched and learned from you.
Showing me what unconditional love was.
Guiding me to chase my dreams and accomplish
my goals.
Believing in me when I couldn't.
Deciding I was significant enough to take the time in coaching me to believe in myself.
Delivering me with hope.
Surrounding me with beauty making the ugliness around me less painful.
Investing in me and making me feel worthy.
You became my family, an image I didn't entirely recognize was essential until I met you.

You were the mother I always wanted.
You wrapped your arms around my soul twenty five years ago and never let go.  
Your warmth still protects me today.
Providing consistency and stability in my life of chaos.
Showing me that I could be loved.
Instilling morals, work ethic, values, and kindness with every conversation you had with me.  
You carried me when I needed you,
and trusted me enough to let me fall at times.
Helping me collect and glue the pieces of my mistakes back together.
Passing on your knowledge and wisdom.
Allowing for my immaturity and ignorance to flee.
You continued to be my hero as our relationship strengthened.

You were my teacher.
Teaching me of my endless potential.
Giving me a crash course on the fundamentals of education, by making me understand them.
Showing me how to correct my wrongs, and how to avoid repeating them.
Giving me everything I missed out on.
Teaching me how to love others and how to live in the world I felt so alienated from.

You were my sister, always with the best advice.
There to see things from a more global and wiser perspective.
Permiting me to broaden my vision of circumstances.
Looking up to you, and seeking your approval.

You were my best friend; most cherished and most respected.
Understanding me fully, and accepting all my flaws.
Fun times, plenty of laughs, and dancing the nights away.
Consoling me during my breakdowns.
The friend I could spend every waking moment with, and never wanting to part.
Missing you when we weren’t together.

Somewhere between my graduation, wedding day, and the birth of my children.
Something amazing happened.
A combination of all these established time capsuled relationships evolved.
One reinvigorated relationship.  
A unique bond that can never be replicated or explained.
Every time I think of you, my cluttered mind becomes simplified as I smile with appreciation.
Having you by my side, a precious gift.
My hectic thoughts elude me leaving me with one word.
Hero!
I am the outcome of your love and support.
You helped shape me and continue to do so.
You will always have an unbreakable link to my heart.
You are and always will be my hero :)

© Jl 2015
Julie Langlais Apr 2016
Last year
Your husband hammered
Your loving heart
And stopped it
Unable to shock it back to life
It cracked with soundless thumps
Depressing through your body
Zombified
You walked along
Hoping for a cure

Today
I feel you
Alive in strength
Your heart plays  
Drumming melodies
From across the pond
Beating with life once again
Recently melting in
Warmth of opportunity

My dearest friend
I see reality
Unfortunately
The clouds hovering
Behind his sunshine smile
I smell vultures hiding
Waiting near by
Til you fall in his bed
In moments after
When you will be lying alone
In your thoughts
Feasting on your glued heart
A heart you fixed on your own
You are built on resilience
Believe that this is
A simple attraction
Ready to evaporate
Into the gloom
Spilling rain of hope
Revealing the rainbow
Shining bright
For only your eyes
To spark with

Jl 2016
Inspired for a friend who is going through a hard time with the single life, hoping to find the love she has to give. One day at a time my dearest friend, you will find the love you are searching for.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
Hovering along the river.
A sacred water nourished by water lilies.
The sun kissing each petal evaporating the translucent water drops.
Visiting each lotus, wisdom lies in this pond.
Admiring the serenity and beauty each flower illustrates.
Gaze altered by darkness below.
Discovering the river’s bottom.
The complexity of each flower hides beneath the surface.
Countless lilies firmly rooted in dampened mud.
These magnificent flowers stem from malevolence.
Exploration of each lotus consumed by shadows.
These abused souls have endured untold suffering.
Resurfaced from unbearable knowledge.
Appreciating the resilience of this water garden.  
The buds that persisted despite horrific surroundings.
Examining this pond of loti, praising their bloom.
A water of survivors.
Radiance of inspiration.

© Jl 2015
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
A delicate warm embrace
Kiss my heart
Freeze my tears
Dissolve my pain
Steal my seclusion
Feel my heart skip
Touch my vulnerability
Sooth my delicate soul
Let my spirit cuddle yours with love.
Wrap and restore me
In the softness of affection.

© Jl 2016
I think we can all use this kind of hug from someone we deeply love. Especially when robbed from this love and affection as children.
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Your heart has holes
From the knives of past
Stabbed in maliciousness
Punctures that remain
Help in compassion
Trust in loyalty
Bonded in pain
All the good sent your way
seeps out of the holes in your heart
Nothing can ever stay

© Jl 2016
Helping someone who can't see the problem is usually their biggest problem.
Julie Langlais Mar 2016
Four letters worth all the wealth you need.

Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
One must hope before making it a reality, which means you are half way there.

© Jl 2016
Can't sleep… Doing this instead.
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Moving on means
When you pop up
Linger now comes to visit
Without pain and melancholy

© Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
A bubble appears
Small and smooth
Symmetrical
Transparent
Hued in pink and blue
Harmless
Our instinct is to pop
Amused by its bursting
Why?
It will explode as it lands softly to the ground.
Why not let it be?
Admire it's beauty
Floating in purity.
Clear and delicate
A free spirit
Until it hits the ground
Pop!
It vanishes

© Jl 2016
I was taking a shower one morning, and saw this bubble floating. My initial instinct was to pop it, then realized... Why?
I pondered about cruelty, wars, destroying nature,  and how our human instinct to destroy still exist. But why?  Haven't we evolved from our hunter and gatherer days... Or have we?
Julie Langlais Apr 2016
A place where
We truly feel other's words
In unison
As they shake our core
Spill some tears
Marked by goosebumps  
Unwrapping their truth
Facing reality
Of similar feelings
We hold inside
We are not alone

Jl 2016
Inspired by a poem, I recently read here on HP
Julie Langlais Mar 2016
I only see beauty when my eyes look your way.

Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Apr 2016
Each time I tuck you in
I am anchored
With love
My eyes allow you
In my classified space
You land in my head
For the slightest moment
Until
Wanderlust hits
Swimming to my edges
Nourishing my stream
Ending with my heart
As it sings in joy
Inviting you in
Where my damaged soul
Floats in dark isolation
Her pain is paralyzed
In your presence
You love her perfectly
Without expectations
Holding her hand
Guiding her
On your journey  
She is fed  
By the glow  
you spread
Now feeling alive
You bring her back
Deep inside my heart
Less bruised
And,
Kiss her goodnight

Jl 2016
This is how my kids say goodnight each night without even knowing it.
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
I see my baby
Running up towards me
Her arms open
Flight in motion

She holds me tight
Her eyes goodnight
As she lets her body
embrace in my jolly

I look down
Her cheek roun'
kiss it with love
Everyone speaks of

I feel her toes curl
Squeeze me tighter in swirl
I Cuddle her heart
Remembering her start

Her arms around my neck
Begging for one more sec
Increasing her hold
As she senses my unfold

I correlate
Work can wait
This is what I live for
Precious moments galore
A purest love to share
With my koala bear

© Jl 2016
I was saying goodbye to my daughter before going off to work one early morning. She made my day, and had to write about her embrace :)
Julie Langlais Mar 2016
The monotony of life
Repetition
Repetition
Repetition

As crazy as it sounds
It gives me purpose
When I steal
A moment for myself
To enjoy my hobbies
It increases my appreciation

I do love what I do
Which helps
With motivation
Of my...
Repetition
Repetition
Repetition

Waking up
To the sounds of my alarm
Shower
Eat
Traffic
Work
Supper
Sleep
Pressing repeat
5 days a week

I find meaning
In what I do
An inviting challenge
Each day
Bringing new layers
Varied scenarios  
Frequently hectic
Sometimes stressful
Often...
Repetition
Repetition  
Repetition

Still...
Always a fresh day

Perhaps...
To some
I hop along
In the dull clouds of life

While, I find
I swim along
In my stream of stability

Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Dec 2016
I look up to see wonder
exploring the view with listening eyes
while swimming the sky
I admire the moon in the backdrop
and discover my reflection


Jl 2017
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
I am a painting protected
By a sturdy frame
I am a delicate piece
Look closer please

My soul lies hidden
It's there, I promise
With halcyon skies
Flickering daylight eyes
The abandoned house
Where my heart resides
Cracked and glued back
Pleasant colors painted over
Great friends kept outside
See sadness forming, pieces falling
They vacate, never looking back
Scorned house still standing
Alone and stunned

I am a painting coated
By a crippled frame
I have been smudged
Once again.

© Jl 2016
Words taken from my late 20s, after losing most of my friends
Julie Langlais Feb 2016
Some of us are fractured
Stubborn scars that just won't heal
But here's the thing
I've recently discovered
We survived by shielding our souls from monsters
We managed to stay beautiful
Despite our ugly life
We are special gems
Like no other
We have profound empathy  
Seeking happiness in helping others
Our love glides the length of the sea
As deep as its bottomless kingdom
If you ever fall in love
With someone like this
Commit to never losing this precious treasure
This remarkable woman is a priceless pearl
An irreplaceable gift

© Jl 2016
I was thinking of a warrior queen on HP when I wrote this.
Julie Langlais Jan 2016
I have been drowning in my stream.
Sinking deeper, descending to the bottom.
Fighting upstream all these years to find my happiness,
While realizing happiness does not exist in calm waters.
Chaos still persists in my tranquility of life.
Blissfullness only happens within myself.  
Looking for the brightness inside my darkened childhood.
A pile up of abuse and sadness,
Is it possible for darkness and radiance to coexist?
As the stream ultimately drives me to its foundation.
Grounded in the dark chilled soil.
My roots live in this mud.
Established here, this is who I am.
Rising up above, as I feel my freedom of inner peace soar above the hardships of life.
Traveling to water's surface.
All this time struggling to swim against the currents.
Searching for a fictitious serene place that only existed in my imagination.
I am no longer swimming to obtain peace.
I am accepting my essence planted in this stream.
Centered and ingrained to the life I was chosen for.
Gazing up as I comfortably hover up to the sun rays.
Beams piercing underneath sensing the heat of happiness  
Reaching the top, enlightened paradise waiting for me.
Opening my petals one by one; my process is slow and intricate.
The bright cloudless sky above me, soaking in the stillness.
Basking in this moment.
Until the dark sky falls upon me.
I restore myself below the surface, back to my roots.
Until a new day, a rejuvenated mind, another rise to the surface.
Experiencing joyfulness with each blossoming petal.
Embedded in my mud of life, finding delight regardless of where I am rooted.
Understanding that harmony is internally created by me.
Discovering my inner peace within the darkness I come from.
I am me, complicated yet simple.
Universal, yet rare
Fragile, yet strong
Broken, yet beautiful.
I am a lotus

© Jl 2015
Julie Langlais Jul 2016
a love
vividly transparent to each other
where our souls kiss when we aren't looking
where we never feel alone together
Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Jan 2019
The sun and moon sharing the sky
Their love radiating from opposite edges of life's greatest masterpiece
When looking up at the amazing beauty of the sun and moon out at the same time on opposite sides of the sky.
There is nothing more powerful than that connection.
Julie Langlais Mar 2017
My love runs behind you
hoping for you to slow down
So you can see it's real
Not just a mirage of your past heartbreaks

Jl 2017
Julie Langlais Mar 2016
Jotting everything down
Lists and dates
NAMES Names names...
I know your faces
But I can't remember
Adding to my confusion
Forgetting simple things
In my daily routine
Question marks
Screen my thoughts  
What was I doing?
I ask myself
Entering a room
Where am I going with this
What was my point
Oh ya!!
I FORGOT

Jl 2016
Julie Langlais Mar 2016
I hate her so much
Ruined after this torture
Cuts clinging to
My bed sheets
As I lie here
With Blistered eyes
Letting her win...
I'd rather die
She will not get the best of me
As I soak my cheeks
With tears that don't belong to her
I am not her prisoner
Drops that I own
They come from
Loathing my identity
I swim deep in my own animosity
Wishing I didn't exist

© Jl 2016
Words from my teen years
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