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I lost my name In the storm of my mind,
In the darkness time of the night.
In god i lost my faith
In the devil, I don’t trust my soul to take.
So, here I stand
A broken man
With nothing else to give,
Just broken thoughts
And bad dreams.
Man
Oh my creator
Why did you made me this way?
In the shadows of the night
You build me
from dirt and suffer.
I was pure
A soul without a purpose
A man on path.
But then, you left me,
With a broken soul
A heart made of stone.
You made me a mortal
With a strong desire
Of the sweet immortality.
Man
He was a stranger,
a man unknown.

He became a companion,
turned into lover.

His only failure came unexpected,
a secret discovered.

He was a stranger,
a man uncovered.
Me
I run to the woods
Looking for my soul,
Trying to find a reason
to keep me in this world.
I searched for hope
I searched for love
But I only could find
Darkness and hurt.
At the end
When the sun has gone
I became stone
and nothing more.
So i threw it back up on them
All the expectations, accusations, imaginations, insinuations, detestations, frustrations that they forced down my neck
When I finally opened my mouth
I painted them with it
  Jan 2019 Michael Allan Castle
jl
Late night texts
Sleepy eyes
Small smiles
Butterflies

Stolen moments
Held inside
Beating heart
Stupefied

~

Left alone
Tear filled eyes
Chapped lips
Scarred thighs

Empty promises
Cast aside
Broken heart
Terrified

~j.l.
there's a reason why its called a crush
keeper of my soul
Holder of my heart
Take my body
From this dark.
We are young
Without hope
But together
Maybe we can find
our way back home.

— The End —