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Leaetta May Aug 2015
this heart of mine won't give up
won't stop beatin' even when i'm sleepin'

this heart of mine won't stop hurtin'
so i keep writin' that's for certain

this heart of mine I got from Mom
cry at the drop of a hat, and i'm glad of that

this heart of mine gets confused
it gets tired and sings the blues

this heart of mine knows no bounds
when i'm dead and gone the beat goes on
inspired by wolf spirit's when love is gone
Leaetta May Aug 2015
I got an ache in my heart
It just won't mend
It tortures my mind
Almost round the bend

Fear and loneliness
My only diet
Trapped by tentacles
Vocal chords quiet

A moonlit night
Cold and clear
Run til I drop
My heart I must hear

If you wrote me a line
If you sang me a song
If you gave me hope
My heart would be strong
reading young poets needed to respond something in me needs to break loose from my hum drum dreary safe life
  Aug 2015 Leaetta May
epictails
I stared at a wall mirror
my face ghaunt
my eyes dead
as if some black smoke seeped
like an apparition out of those tiny windows

It knocks and knocks
—my soul it does
right before the air around me
completely dissolves
every particle
every piece
of this gel-like consciousness
to somewhere farther
than my feeble echoes
This is completely ridiculous. I am perpetually tired that I can't even stand up, my body hurts in even more ridiculous places and my feet swell like a scorch from hell. All I can say in my head is **** how could someone be this dead inside and out while still able to stare right up the ceiling with much contempt
  Aug 2015 Leaetta May
kelly huckle
What is the true meaning of freindship
Not to care how much money you have
Accept each other for who they are
Be there for them without wanting
anything
Enjoy each others company
making each other smile when we feel sad.
When life is stressful having a genuine friendship  makes the load
lighter.
I haven't experienced true friendship
but long for a true friend.
  Aug 2015 Leaetta May
Sjr1000
I
remembered you,
you
remembered
me,
I believed in you,
You believed in me,
We were both sea creatures
traveling
uncommon seas.

We had taken to that
unconscious ocean
to see in the sea,
What we could see.

It's been a strange journey
of that there is no doubt.

Where everyone walks with
their insides in,
We travel these seas
with our
insides out,
We don't know any other
way to be
when you're swimming through
these
uncommon seas.

It's often a desert
out there,
But inside here
all kinds of musty
characters
drudged up from
anxious memory
inhabitants of this sea -
Sponge Bob Square Pants
has
nothing on you or me,
We are all travelers
in this uncommon sea.

Our bathing suits left far behind,
the temperature sometimes
too hot
too cold
depending on our state of mind,
There's strife
confrontation
character assination
often
uncommon seas
are far from placid.

The joy of traveling
though
you and me,
Sea creatures
feeling
the longing,
Finally belonging,
Where somewhere
and
sometimes
out of the blue,
A Beluga whale
speaks
your
name
so
perfectly
and
swims alongside
you and me
in
uncommon seas.
The symbol for the unconscious in dreams has been known to be the ocean.
  Aug 2015 Leaetta May
Joe Cole
A strip of barren land
Stark, forbidding
But I sat there and watched a flower grow
Bringing a bright splash of colour
To this dead land
Bringing a bright splash of hope
To a world sinking into the darkness
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