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I've made a few enemies.
the decisions that I've made.
You say you see a friend in me.
that's about to change.
I am not worthy of your kindness.
Im not worthy of your trust.
When people get close to me.
Things tend to blow up.

Why can't you see, we are nothing but enemies.
Haven't you heard, Im nothing but a bird.
You said you'd take a chance.
Don't waste it on me.
You said you'd take a chance.
But im begging you please...

Why can't you just leave me alone.
Don't nobody have to know.
You found a friend in me.
Why can't you please just go.
Don't nobody have to know
I tried to be more than enemies
Im just an enemy

People say what they want when they want, but yet somehow you know the truth.
The madness that surrounds me, yet somehow you always break through.
But this ain't right, yet somehow it feels so right.
Look what you've done.
You have managed to somehow get through.

Why can't you see, we are nothing but enemies.
Haven't you heard, Im nothing but a bird.
You said you'd take a chance.
Don't waste it on me.
You said you'd take a chance.
But im begging you please...baby

Why can't you just leave me alone.
Don't nobody have to know.
You found a friend in me.
Why can't you please just go.
Don't nobody have to know
I tried to be more than enemies
Im just an enemy
A lot of my poems are about personal moments in my life, I hope you enjoy the stories I have to tell
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
nobyelse
and then I asked you,
"What's your biggest fear?"

you gave me a quivering sigh,
looked at me straight in the eyes
and said,

"It's that eventually, you will see me
the way I see myself."
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Day
Untitled
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Day
my darling left for battle
he kissed me on the cheek
i wished him all my love
not knowing what to speak*
te amo, mi amor
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
redruMAndTea
sad
Sad is a penny word.
A “too vague and distantly grey” word.
It’s edges don't shine.
They are cracked and dusted over
in silk space dust.
Depressed is a dollar word.
“Milk and honey on our throats” word.
It sizzles people's lips
everytime it dances in their mouths.
Everyone is depressed.
While they sit beside their open glass
windows and write tasteless poetry about
Depressed and how they feel it.
How it courses through and through their
juvenile veins.
Everyone is depressed.
But I think maybe I am just sad.
Sad like pain and tears that don’t fall.
Maybe I am Depressed.
sad depressed
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Gulishta
A simple touch,
An innocent hug,
I'm trying to rein my feelings,
Please make it worth.

Twinkling eyes,
Goofy smile,
Don't be that sweet ,
It's getting harder to hide.

You're touchy feely,
Please take it easy,
You've got no idea
what's going on inside,
This head of mine.

You're all over the place,
I'm trying to keep inside,
Please behave until ,
You are ready to be mine.
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
eileen
You can't see my pain
We can't feel the same

I throw away all the bad parts
Of me
So no one can go searching

Deep in a lake
Up in a dump
You can find
The darker pieces
Of my mind

Something
Only I can find
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
eileen
I'm praying your soul is resting
but you can't hear me

All of us
caught blind in a lie

were flying underwater
I learned from my mother

falling into a deep slumber

thunder screams
I'm scared of the bird
that flies around my room
living behind three walls
I know they can see it all

somebody
someone
at night
there's a fire in
the sky
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Chloe
Prologue.
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Chloe
six.
small fingers counted the days until I could perish with the wind.
become one with the stars.

mother wept into the arms of her reflection
what life had become, she could not say.
father drowned himself in toxins
what had become of him,

no one could say.






in his love
I found my limits.
in his temper
I found my strength.

and in his absence
I found my voice.

Listen.

-if I’m being honest, your inability to raise me was the best way to let me grow
-Chloe Aldecoa
Take the history, the dragged through the mud, suffering in the dark history and paint it a new color. Take the shadows and show them a new light, create from the remains that have been destroyed.
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