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LB Parker Apr 2018
I have memorized every inch of him
in hopes that when he goes
I might still have something left

but his picture fades with everyday
and now I have only shapes and shadows
of the man that I love
With love,
kelsey
LB Parker Apr 2018
If she is "fake"
then so am I
while she covers her face
with expensive concealer and mascara
I hide my pain
with long sleeves and cheap smiles
either way
nobody knows
what we truly look like
With love,
kelsey
LB Parker Apr 2018
...I sit
        screaming
inside this
              glass
              box
           hoping one day
    my voice
                 will finally
         shatter
             it
                and set me free...
With love,
kelsey
LB Parker Apr 2018
Long, healthy, happy
or bit and bleeding
they are the first to tell you
how I'm feeling
With love,
kelsey
LB Parker Apr 2017
I am from the second star to the right,
Wonderland, and OZ;
Where the Wild Things Are
and all the trouble that we caused.

I now know Desdemona
and, of course, Annabelle Lee
Beatrice, Viola,
for Love too
has blessedly broken me.

All of them though came
from other unconscious streams;
I desire not to be known for my name
but for my written dreams.
With love, kelsey
This poem no longer fits in my bio:( It was one of the first I ever wrote and it holds a special place in my heart.
LB Parker Jan 2017
Before
They were little black lumps of coal
Dormant embers
So weak and
Incredibly tired

Until I swallowed that match

Now the flames burn
Inside my stomach
Up my throat
And there's nothing you can do
To stop me

From breathing my fire
With love, kelsey
LB Parker Jan 2017
To me
Stevie Nicks
Mint tea
And his company
Are the perfect form of therapy
With love, kelsey
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