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Owen Jun 2020
Dear Ms. Gardener,
I am head over heels,
face in the earth,
in love with you.
Your hands are caretakers,
nurturers,
life givers,
and I adore those dexterous digits
that brush and tamp soil.
Sewing love, joy, and passion
in my heart.
Trust and confidence
in my mind.
You're as wise as a willow
as sweet as magnolia blossoms.
In drought
I would shed blood and weep
to keep
our love from dying out.
I need you Ms. Gardener.
You are in my very nature,
holding the petals of my heart.
To my favorite person
Owen Jun 2020
Preach
and preach
your moral superiority.
You're the oh so natural,
pure,
perfectionist,
healthy minority.
Tips,
you can keep them.
Stop pretending
to care,
when you really just want you
to live forever.
You're scared to die.
You're scared to live.
Get off your high horse
and roll in the dirt like the rest of us.
Your belief in afterlife is
just a way for you to set you above us.
You're obsessed with immortality,
but once you accept reality,
that we're a cycle of energy,
you're closer to being free of your fear.
Owen Jun 2020
It's that time again,
between sunset and the dawn.
That time when I pace across
this city of goodbyes.
Songs of sadness
in my head.
Letting this weight on my shoulders
sink to the soles
of my feet
passing to earth
behind me,
so that once I return
I can pretend
till it's dusk again.
Every night, I let the hurt out while I walk, and I'm ready for tomorrow. I have to be.
Owen Jun 2020
Tonight the clouds go on,
and on,
and on,
forever in a sky so navy blue.
Parallel lines
stretching beyond light's reach.
I desire
to fall up
into the dark spaces
between.

My stars, the lights of earth.
“I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It's not. The worst thing in life is ending up with people who make you feel all alone.” - Robin Williams
Owen May 2020
These days,
being in a better place
means having suicidal thoughts.
;
Owen May 2020
Kissing wounds,
I'll stop the bleeding.
Sooth your pain.
I'll stay
as long as you desire.
Keeping the cuts clean.
When you heal,
please,
oh please,
dont rip me off.
I always wonder if I'm just a temporary fix.
Owen May 2020
From time to time
you can find me
in the depths
of the darkest trench,
in the deepest ocean.

But with your hand in mine,
I'll be breathing oxygen,
and the waters
will be clear
When we are together I know my path
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