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 Feb 2020 Chris
eileen
I love you
you don't take it seriously

why can't we say I love you anymore

do you not trust me
that's on me

I know
I come and go

I'm begging please trust me when I say
I won't hurt you

hurts me more when you don't

why can't I say I love you
felt so wrong the first time I did
felt like it went to waste

you came along
we haven't met in so long
still the same too nice you can't runaway

do you not consider me
even as a friend

beautiful stranger
fall into my arms
I beg you please
believe me
 Oct 2019 Chris
Andrew Rueter
Bullet
 Oct 2019 Chris
Andrew Rueter
Society moves like a bullet
And there's no way to cool it
We're not big fans of reflection
So we become slaves to deflection
Bouncing off of hard surfaces
Like limiting gun purchases
Constriction isn't part of or vocabulary
Proliferation is all we know
Watching weapon supplies grow

I live in a country
Riddled by bullets
Bullets that blast through our ****** body
Though the holes in our mind are bigger
When we can **** those we think are naughty
We become judges when we pull the trigger
But the media makes mountains out of molehills
And it is for those exaggerated reasons we ****

We are stuck in a bullet storm
When TV advertises bullet ****
This helps make bullets the norm
So we treat mass shootings with a familiarity
Because we can't acknowledge the only similarity
Is obviously the gun
We're blinded by the sun
Of defense contractors
They're negative reactors
When we purpose a change
The conversation they rearrange
By firing in every possible direction
This is the aforementioned deflection
And it works
You can tell because people are dying
Or standing in the street crying
Or watching the news sighing

Bullet time has wooed us
Bullet crimes have moved us
There are people who gain wealth
From our diminishing health
They hold society on their rope
And the only way we can cope
Is to ****** that rope from their greedy grasp and pull it
But that's hard to do while being punctured by bullets
 Jul 2019 Chris
Lily Shores
In a time before man
In a tranquil young land
Stood nature's towering fortress
Its base etched with wisdom
Of the whispering trees
And melodies sang deep in the forest

Solemn
Serene
But up where its green
Another sight was to be held
The bundles on branches
were bounded by string
But there was a spirit
that couldnt be quelled

And thats where they say
On that autumn day
The very first leaf
fell

On a gentle thin veil
And invisible sail
The little green kite
Took flight

The carefree cardinals
And the chittering chipmunks
Hadn't a clue in the slight
Of the expedition
Of the leaf that had risen
Happening in the calm daylight

Relishing in its dominion
It turned to bright crimson
Then it was buried in white

Now when autumn's flame has settled in
And frosty wind rolls past the skin
Sound the winter bell
For all the leaves have fell
 Apr 2019 Chris
blackbiird
suicide.
 Apr 2019 Chris
blackbiird

she listened to the static of the television
hoping it would fill the void of what he left behind.

 Mar 2019 Chris
DT Brewer
PTSD
 Mar 2019 Chris
DT Brewer
Fight or flight
That was my plight
Distracted driver
Temporarily took my power
Praying for sleep
Counting the sheep
It’s like treading water in the deep
Can I keep pushing through?
Not sure quite what to do

Visions of chrome grills
Drenched with chills
Flashback night
Nightmare day
Will this ever go away?

EMDR
Got back to driving the car
Taking buspar
Have I come that far?

One foot in front of the other
A daily mantra loaned by my brother
It’s important to only focus on today
It’s all we have, wise people say

Life is an ongoing journey
So very grateful for His mercy
I continue to battle and refuse to cower
After all, I’ve learned I’m no fragile flower
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