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Mallow Jun 2015
Silver shivers run past the breeze
leaving plains of white visions under the light

Distance and corners merge into a blurred vacant
platform
where the ghosts of the singing children dance

We stand aside each other
Leaning arm to arm
Locking fingers tightly
Me and my other half

Pictures are created by a silent venom
Diving into pools of sharp corners

Bushes set ablaze injecting some coloured lashings
Heat melts away the beloved tranquil course

We stand aside each other
Touching arm to arm
Locking fingers slightly
Me and my other part



Purple and blue faces left surplus in the sand
Coarse furnishings decorate the mind

Track tyres leave markings around constant bends
Time dissolves into oblivious ruin

We stand apart from each other
reaching for the others arms
Relationship with the self during steps of unsuccessful attempts of recovery--New to this so thanks for reading the poem :)
Mallow Apr 2015
I push the axe that comes down and splits us into two parts
We reveal the glue that bound us together
It pours around us and forms muddied puddles
In which i trip and drown
But you drink to make you strong.
Never forget that you may be the problem..not them!
Mallow Apr 2015
How many times am i going to die for you
Before you realise the truth
I am here, right in front of you.
See me, see you.
Its hard sometimes when you are overlooked!
Mallow Apr 2015
The 'like it' button is on another page
value myself on what others say
weeks of thoughts processed quickly today
to type up and not get left behind creatively

My shell and my shadow sit together to pray
hoping for the world to stop pushing the race
where i look like I'm failing again
but really my aim is to not even play.

The rulebook is on fire in my living room
all I feel is a creeping doom
how many hearts, clicks and jumps will i deserve
when i get to grips with the daily churn.

He breathes heavily down your neck
She stares cunningly at your gestures
They change your invisible intentions
To manipulate your inner perceptions
Feelings of being new to this! Deep issues are now changing to surface conversation
Mallow Apr 2015
And the city lights remind me of you

The unforeseen encounter captured me and is now
turning me into a drowning mess.
My thoughts are completely dominated by your feeling.

The familiarity of his gaze pierced into my soul, yet again,
and unravelled
my
long
built
armour.

His face, his presence was shy and reminiscent of the time we first met.
The first time we fell in love and rapidly became the little pieces of each other.

The city lights witnessed our dizzy waltz, as we danced and spun into
the cloth that wove the same garment.
We will always be fibres of the same being.

He was nervous
I was nervous
His hands shook as he showed me a picture on his phone.
He looked smart, wearing a jumper very similar to one I bought him
years ago.
We were open, never at a loss for words.

My smile never left my face, his glint never left his eye.
We were warm and almost luminous.
Our words, old and new, were forming our new poetry,
Our story still continues, hopefully always will.
We are something else, we are beyond ourselves
At a point so high, so firm like cement but with a strong enough force
could be
S H A T T E R E D

Will you always be there to save my life?

My heart is with you, after we left, my heart stayed with you.
My random meeting has stolen my present state and removed me back into my past.

I went home and thought of you, tears kept falling,
my pillow was drenched in the morning.
The phone starts ringing and I am still mourning.

— The End —