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M McCrea Jan 2019
Colors don't matter
Black and white will do just fine
To draw what's most real
Haiku:
Three lines
1st and 3rd line have 5 syllables
2nd line has 7 syllables
No metaphors
Rarely rhyme
M McCrea Jan 2019
Your taste in my mouth
Your smell wherever I go

It's sugar and spice
It's salt smoke and lies

A lifetime of pay back
For leaving your side
M. McCrea Jr. 2019
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M McCrea Jan 2019
Drifting in and out
Conciousness is fleeting but
She's still beautiful
My first haiku
M. L. McCrea II    2019
M McCrea Jan 2019
Struggling to walk
Unable to breath.
Then, darkness.

Time and space separate.
No longer one
For just an instant.
And at that moment,
Something, like a dense fog
Is lifted.
With eyes wide I stare
And see beyond the veil.
Expect bliss?
Expect Nirvana?
No, what I see
Forever scars.
It still haunts dreams.
If only I had never looked
M McCrea Jan 2019
They're everywhere.
Saying, ”Ignorance is bliss.”
And, ”I just don't care."

They don't care about truth.
They don't care about purpose.
They don't care enough to ask questions.
They don't care that who you are,
Is more than just the things you own.

No one cares about much,
Except, I guess,
Whats on the screen of their phone
M. McCrea 2019
M McCrea Jan 2019
Duality.
It's the perpetual me.

Constant, hopleless, melancholy.
Empty soul, reflection.

Duality,
Transitions instantaneously.

Rapid, racing, pacing, mind-fully
Endeavors toward perfection.
About my bipolar disorder.

M McCrea Jr. 2019
M McCrea Jan 2019
First it got cold and dark.
Then, time and space separate.
No longer one,
For just an instant.
And at that moment,
Something, like a dense fog
Is lifted.
With eyes wide I stare
And see beyond the veil.
Expect bliss?
Expect Nirvana?
No, what I see
Forever scars me.
If only I had never looked
An allergic reaction to meds stopped my heart and breathing. During this time I saw and felt awful things.     M. McCrea Jr. 2019
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