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Lee W Oct 2013
I never knew him
But I had heard some good things
About his sister
Lee W Oct 2013
You drive yourself to the edge of insanity trying to rid the world of injustice
And the world keeps turning
People keep living
They overlook the crazyness of their every day existence

They learn to accept the world
They become complacent
They die

The restless soul labeled Mental illness
what they call an illness of the mind
Absolutely collected in his thoughts

Anything you put out is a cry for help
Every plea ignored
You learn to live with the absentmindedness

The cold stare of another person
Trying to open their heart to you
They try to collect the carefully scattered pieces
They undo your organization
You're left hold the bag
When they leave
Lee W Oct 2013
A smooth cigarette
Passionate words between lovers
A calm from the tension
Fingertips brushing every inch
Teeth gnawing at the flesh
A palm on her hip
My breath hits her neck
And floats upward behind her ear
Gripping, pulling her into me
Fresh marks on new territory
Possession
Names called out into the night
Its my name on her lips
Her eyes lost in the moment
A heavy head plants itself on my chest
Exhaustion
Fulfillment
Lee W Oct 2013
I want to know her
I see her smile in the darkness
I want to feel her like no one else can
Her voice is intoxicating
I absorb her every word
She pours me another glass
We sit and jabber about meaninglessness
A caged animal howls inside my head
It wants out
It wants to taste the flesh
It wants to chew the sinews that hold the muscle to the bone
It wants to test the heart
She sits there in herself and the time
She sits there like a rabbit in the grass
Unaware of her surroundings
The beast unleashed
Drunk on the night and the moment
It takes its chance
Then lays back down
Proud
Its victim confused and intact
Lee W Sep 2013
The beat slid out the box like the everyday grind,
All wheels turning in tune to the hum of the street
The Acceleration blues loomed over the heads of white collar workers
Grasping for the week's wage.
Lee W Sep 2013
Shackles closed tightly leave a scar around the wrist
A faint indentation
When you've been released they'll tell you you are free
You're human again

They hand you your belongings and send you away
Feeling triumphant
You welcome what you see as a second chance
Start your life over

Finally you've escaped the labyrinth
Everyone notices the scars
Shackles closed tightly leave a scar around the wrist
A faint indentation
Lee W Apr 2013
I put in you
All of my hopes and dreams
And then in the morning
When I awoke
You were gone
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