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Matthew Feb 2019
A goodbye to you is a day in autumn
when the leaves fail the fall.
Stuck in the middle of changing.
     A silence where there
  should be laughter.
  I'm empty
     Stuck.
                 I'm lost in the memories
                                           I shouldn't care.
Matthew Feb 2019
It's
not moving

"it would have
only led a life
   of pain."

"stop
crying
it didn't
matter to
us!"

It's only
the rain      

why do Things  
die

"to cause
pain."
.
.
.

I want
to   remember This
Can we build a grave  
The rain makes Her cry  
"it is only just the rain.."  
  Please we need to  
  remember
Her
How I see this poem.  It's about two people with two conflicting ideas about death.  The little one feels that death should be remembered, and older one feels that we should forget death as it only causes pain.  The main feelings of this poem for me is to remember death.


I put that in how their speech is written.  the little one capitalizes what he feels he feels are important like the beginning of a sentence and a words like her.  He also doesn't feel the need for periods.  The older one on the other hand feels that everything is useless.  so he doesn't capitalize and he always puts periods to remember that things should end.
Matthew Feb 2019
A beautiful blue rose
unacknowledged to those
who seen in black in white
Matthew Feb 2019
Love runs away
Fleeing with Stolen Hearts
so fraudulent
and sly
tiptoeing to our doors
to leave us a small gift.
When we wake,
to a find a Stolen Heart on our doorstep
We hide.
Crimes of passion
we don't understand
Yours aching to return
And when our eyes meet
so do our lips
Unsure of the warm embrace
and the new heart
A hybrid of yours and mine.
Hoping
                                                    ­                                    Love doesn't shatter it.
A poem about love
Matthew Feb 2019
I try to fit inside society
but I don't
My curves are too jagged
my mannerisms too much;
but I should be proud
that I'm more likely to end my life,
of the hate crimes,
the judging,
and the people who want us to change.
Be Proud
Because when you don't fit into a box,
We are in that lovely rainbow pool.
But I am drowning in it.
The heteronormative box
replaced with more labels
and more discrimination.
"No femmes, no blacks, no asians"
It's okay to have preferences
But don't discriminate in a place where there is already enough.
I can't fit into the box even when they try.
There is pride in the milestones
Though, the road ahead goes on for awhile.
Matthew Jan 2019
Lively and Jumping
A vibrance felt
Spinning
in a Bright display
of Human Beauty

Its lights beckoning
One step forward;
Dead Darkness
Isolating me
From them
The second life lived
in the small Room
Haunting Ballads
Drag me closer
Insidious, blighted
It is forever
I'm trying to convey unsure emotion
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