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24 · Jun 9
Did I make You Up?
Sam Jones Jun 9
The brokenness of our emotions
Keeps me forever in motion
Caught in the current of affection
Drowned by the spirit of your transgressions
Holding tight to my own distorted truth of you
Whose love was one I thought through
Stabbing in the depths
Tossing me off the cliffs
Strangling my wounded heart
To leave me helpless from this gunshot  
To use my love as the confidence for another
Leaving me to look at your cracked love for this other
Bitterness doesn’t paint a pretty picture
The stench of this anger has created this creature
The beast hides from behind this mask
Never living up to its task
Scaring the scars of others
So it doesn’t have to face it’s true colors
The mind of a man had dissipated
Into something the author couldn’t even have anticipated
Waking up
Tears drifted into perspective
As the soul became protective
Hoping this love became lost within the past
Hoping the years have created the illusion at last
Of wondering, did I make you up?
0 · Jun 9
Extinct
Sam Jones Jun 9
Standing there smiling
Holding back tears
Walking quickly
Toward the exit
There wasn’t much time
Handshakes exchanged
Waving goodbye
Car engines roar
Racing down the highway
Time escaping
Parking in the driveway
Racing through the house
Packing up belongings
Running from time
As it quickly caught up
Slam the door
Start the car
Speeding toward the exit
Parking the car
Taking one step out
Package in hand
Heartbeat steady
Head clear
Soul at peace
Door opened
Time had caught up
Standing right there
Eyes glaring
Teeth white as snow
Hand motioned forward
Knowing it was in charge
Taking a step closer
Wind was still
Sky crystal blue
Time wasn’t alone
It brought a friend
Its eyes
Filled with rage
Anger overflowed
Standing between
Awaiting the transition
Time circled around
Faster and faster
It continued to go
Its friend was still
It reached out is hand
And took the package
Burned it to nothing
Laughing the whole time
Knees were sore
Head was swollen
Breath was lost
Time had finally stopped
Catching its breath
The friend approached
And whispered
I am the angel of death
Fear became an ally
Pain entered
And peace ran
The heart still beating
Hand in my chest
Ripped through the bone
Standing there
With life in its hands
Hopelessly watching
As death held life in its hand
For once
There was no control
For once
It was over
For once
There was unknown

— The End —