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You claim to love me
But you wouldn't
If you knew who I really am
I only reveal parts of me that I can accept
But theres skeletons buried inside me
Their stench carries my sick story
Thick is the scent of death and decay
I make me sick sometimes
As I sit with what I let fester within
I only expose what I think you can stomach
I play the part of someone that deserves you
Everything the opposite of who I truly am
You love what I show you
I'm afraid you'll hate me like I do if I let you in to see
So I do my best to distract you
From knowing my reality
K J McCarthy Jan 26
What if you fall?
But what if you fly?
You'll never know
'Til you give it a try
It's holding you back
Fears whispering lies
Your wings wouldn't flap
If they weren't meant for the sky.


❤️
K J McCarthy Jan 26
I'm caught like a fly
Hypnotized by your web
Youre a spider that spins
Optical illusions with thread
A randomized gamble with life
Oscillating roulette wheel chamber
Revolver lottery deciding my fate
Bullet odds, wishes of death
Chrome ball sped to a halt
Landing on black or red
Consumed by misfortune
The day I fell in your bed
Pillow talk whispers
Spoken spells got you into my head
Im a game you play at your discretion
Your boredom builds, so you eventually flee
Your patterns are like counting cards
I know your moves
But I'm weak
I'll never leave
I could never stand on my own feet
I'll turn a blind eye to my needs
Just to please you
I'll be right here when you come back
I'm here if you feel the need to play with my heart again.
K J McCarthy Jan 12
Never let someone who can't tie your shoe laces determine your self worth
What I've survived they wouldn't last a mile
Accept their ignorance for what it is
Small minds don't deserve my attention
I can't expect them to understand a path that most people don't come back from
If they want to live in your past leave them there
I have a future to build
K J McCarthy Jan 12
Warm bourbon bottle company
I won't need you anymore
Once the last drop is emptied
Ill sing myself a song of sadness
And fall asleep right where you left me
K J McCarthy Jan 11
Calm seas have never produced
Skilled and able sailors
In the intensity of crashing waves
Is where you find your valor
Winds slashing, lightning flashing
No hurricane could make us cower
Calloused hands grip rope with strength
Moonlight guides our darkest hours
Treacherous times, character defining
Crow eyes survey, suspended in the tower
Battle tested facing death, ready for any challenge
Our sails stand true, unwavering in thrashing showers
Razor blade rain soaks salt stained skin
Quitting just isnt a viable option
We need to prove it to ourselves that we can make it through this
Dark clouds take the shape of haunting faces
Taunting us with their sneering glowers
Fear crys out but the voice of courage sings louder
Surviving is the proof of ability, for which we search and scour
Empowered by overcoming what means to devour us
Rain accumulates into oceans of wisdom
Experience blossoms, self confidence flowers
If we hide when life gets rough

We will never know our power
K J McCarthy Jan 1
Still as a statue
Like a moss covered stone
A big waking stretch
Met with sighs and soft groans
Struggling eye lids reluctantly open
As the sun peaks over the horizon
Projecting on the ceiling of our room
Woken by the hectic morning commute
Time ticking and stuck in traffic
Suits late for business meetings
The relief of being free from productivity
While the rest of the population is busy
I could stay here for eternity
Rotting with you in this sheet covered sanctuary
Cold feet from stolen covers
Play fighting and morning breath kisses
Here in your natural habitat
Make shift pajamas consist of my over sized band tee
No bra just ******* and disheveled hair
Naturally beautiful in anything that you wear
Today is free of responsibilities
I wish every day could be like this
Only stepping outside for that post *** cigarette
In our own little Universe
Lost in those sparkling eyes and coffee flavored lips
Binge watching our favorite horror flicks
Amused by your every movement
How you talk with your hands
I don't want this day to end
I could live a life with you just rotting away
and I'd die a happy man
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