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Trevor Dowe Jan 2018
As I sift through these lies
What left of a heart I have dies
And as night falls
The empty space next to me
Is and isn't free
I fight the urge to call
I know the truth of where you are
Moved on and long gone
I know that no matter how close I am you are still far
So I toss and turn until dawn
Trevor Dowe Jan 2018
You tried, she said to me
As if that counted
And as if she really cared
Just pick yourself up
And start again
We may not click right
But there are plenty of fish in the sea
Trevor Dowe Jan 2018
Last night I dreamt again
Of a place long lost from memory
You stood beside me
On a darkened shore
The waning moon overhead
Inky waves crashed in with the tide
The ivory of your skin
Glowed radiantly
And illuminated our way
The island, so small, so large
Was a labyrinth
But you couldn't get lost
And I followed your luminescence
In the core of the maze
Sat an ice statue of us
Locked in agony or ecstasy
So lifelike, so vibrant
And then you sang
A haunting aria of love of loss
Of loneliness and pain
Tears poured down my face
Or maybe it was the ice melting
As I became colder
The statue came to life
And you ran me through with a dagger
My blood froze around us
I watched the sculpture depart
Horror Poem
Trevor Dowe Jan 2018
Dabble, Drabble
Play with the rabble

Unafraid, Arrayed
With a naked blade

Fearless, Peerless
After all this time, careless

Sliver, Quiver
Running wild like a river

Cellar, Seller
Wildlands dweller

Rotten, Cotton
All but forgotten

Night, Wight
Bereft of Night

Dream, Gleam
Cold as a mountain stream

Seep, Weep
Time to creep

Breathe, Wreathe
All alone you seethe
A partial attempt to use a rhyming scheme to tell a story of a child who runs away and falls in with a corrupting influence
Trevor Dowe Jan 2018
I have secrets and lies I tell even myself
I strive to appear normal
For I am ashamed of my deviances
I resent that what I like could get me labeled a freak


Our limbs entwined as we  cuddle and kiss
The clothes we wore strewn across several rooms
The heat radiating between us
My secrets burning a hole in my heart


But how can you know that I want more and I'm ashamed of those cravings
I haven't told you, I am afraid of being judged, abandoned, and mocked
How can I trust with how many times I've been burned before, I'm paranoid


Would you step out of your comfort zone for me
Would you stick by me, or would you be angry or disgusted or unsympathetic to my desires
I know I'm different, but I lie to myself to keep up appearances
Trevor Dowe Dec 2017
Lust is possessive, love is selfless
Infatuation is fleeting, love is everyday
Fear of rejection or abandonment are rooted in insecurity, but love is steadfast.
Love is trust.
Love is in the little things, the way you write my name or smile at me after complimenting me. You make it easy to fall in love.
Love isn't easy, it takes work.
If only we were on the same wavelength.
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