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Potato Jan 2022
A broken mind
With broken thoughts
And what I find
Is all for naught.

A cloud within,
A toxic fog
Of what I'm been
And what I'm not.

A broken smile,
A shattered heart
Was once beguiled
Now torn apart.

I loved you so
I love you still
You had to go
And leave me chilled.

Alone I am
Alone I fell
Alone I will be
But

I wish you well.
Potato Aug 2021
Down in the water

Out by the rocks

Know that I want her

I'm feeling the shock

It's raining harder

Than I can take

Can I go farther?

And rid the ache

Oh how I sought her

To see her smile

Heart's grown much larger

At least for a while

Drown in the water

Cold, shivering arms

Moon's getting smaller

It's suddenly

Warm
Potato Aug 2021
Branch out, oh Tree
Such growth of thee
Branch out, branch out
And grow so free

You dress in green
The skin unseen
You dance so slow
For seeds you sow

You bask in light
To reach such heights
You cast such shade
On grass displayed

Branch out, I plea,
Grow quick, oh Tree
Branch out, branch out
And shelter me!
Potato Aug 2021
Dark night,
Moon light
Ever slightly sway

Shine bright,
Ever slight
Stars that lead the way

Take flight,
Past fright
Wherever we may stray

Sleep tight,
Good knight
Toward another day
Potato Aug 2021
Alone again on mists of grey
Atone again for sins astray
Longing for the touch of they
Belonging to another day
Crying for the love of old
Scrying for my dreams untold

Wanting to remove the sting
Searching for any thing
Looking at my heart they hold
Grasping for anything
Anything...
To remove..
The cold.
Potato Nov 2019
There's a world in my mind and it's about to crash down
Try not to feel scared and to not make a sound
Can't be hidden away and I cannot run off
The world that I'm in has gotten so tough
It withers away and keeps falling apart
I cannot remember my hope at the start
But as you will, and think and say
This isn't a place that i'm able to stay
I have to jump, to the dark and deep
Go past the lands of sorrows and sleeps
To the morrow we come and towards the sun
A beginning that hasn't yet begun
So sleep well, sweet dreams, and good night
And don't let the bed bugs bite
Potato Sep 2019
Seasons come and seasons fade
Years whir by like a former shade
Going faster while becoming slow

Memories burn as i'm growing old
And did I mention the thing I told?
I can't recall.

I can't remember
The embers burning them away
Left no flash or wicked flame

Like seasons come and seasons fade
Will it burn my life away?
Or will I succumb to the cold?
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