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Adellebee Jul 2012
The time has come for restless sleep
The sleep of incoherent and obliterated fools
The wallows and petty dreams
Of the followed few,
The dreamers and peace believers
Desire a harmony that will create peace on earth
However, future does not peruse happiness or companionship

Greed and hate
The *******

Grab it fast
Adellebee Jul 2012
Empty beer bottles,
Empty beer cans
Another night faded into story

I'm ashamed, ashamed of my quick subtle movements
Dropping containers
And forgetting to pick them up

Too drunk too type

Too drunk not to care


Ill smoke the ****, one more time
Let the music; the words of Americans
Sing me to my drunken sleep
Adellebee Jul 2012
I should sleep
I should let my self,
Let my self fall into the arms of him
And the subtle comforts of my greatly appreciated mattress
Let me sleep
And let my eyes rest
If only I was capable of letting people in; truly letting them in
And let us fall to silence
Adellebee Jul 2012
He sleeps
How silently he sleeps

Safe from drunken misdemeanors
Safe from incoherent talk

I think I love him
Second love,

It's unknown territory
It’s the Yukon

Should I leave this alone?  
This is unknown territory

Please do not look at my ****** interpretations  
Just please, just please answer

And leave it alone
Adellebee Jul 2012
Love is not easy,
It isn’t black and white
Its not as simple as, I do

Its tough
Its confusing
Its something I'd love to quit

But he gets it
And he knows what I say
He gets it

Love their loves

He’ll take his time
And he’ll wait

Because he says he loves me
And my eyes are pouring
Adellebee Jun 2012
My imaginary best friend made me cry again tonight
My tears leave stains on my cheekbones
My insides feel weak, and sad
He has an imaginary girlfriend,
Let me feel the pain I caused,  
I promise you,  I remember
New days call for new beginnings
Whatever it takes to find some place to call home
Adellebee May 2012
****** window screens and
Spray-painted limousines
Broken fingernails
Collecting dust in water pails
Chewed mosquito bites,
Lurking men of the night
Procession of death,
Headaches and shortness of breath
Physical or mental abuse,
Which road will you choose?
Abstinence with a keyhole of trust,
Unknown of love, engulfed in lust
Short distance and reoccurring sunsets,
a sunrise of jealously paired with eternal fret
Frustration, confusion, nothing less,
Hope is lost as you fail that test
Life mirrors’ a repetitive game
No purpose just filled with hallow halls and shame
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