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Ali Cronin Dec 2012
Gasping
Grasping
Grabbing for air
Falling entirely upward and downward
Of which I do not know
I feel alive, your hand in mine
My heart flops and I
Gasp
Grasp
Grab out for your love
Ali Cronin Dec 2012
when I dream, I dream in color
rainbows every which way
and always looking on the better side of things
but when I wake up
I'm filled with the bitter reality
of my black and white existence

bored with life
feeling down and out
I am the blank pages
in a coloring book
waiting to be filled
with a rush of color

a dark cavern
that has yet to see the light
and an ugly mushroom
that grows in the cold
come adventure with me
and paint the walls of my reality
Ali Cronin Dec 2012
I burn
I bake
I turn
I wake

filled with the fire
you set in my heart
I can't explain my desire
been there from the start

hot flame engulfs my brain
i couldn't douse it if i tried
you melt my pain
forgetting the times i cried

does your blaze burn too
mine keeps growing
please tell me if you do
for my seeds keep sowing

you started me like a match
faster than fast
my soul you did ******
wildfire at last
Ali Cronin Dec 2012
you're as cute as a button
as fly as a bee
like the one I waited for
to sting me and leave

you aren't gone
but you're so far away
when I hold your hand
I can't help but say

"I like you alot"
In a childish way
do you care though
or do you wish I'd fray

from the path I've taken
of falling fast
forgetting the tears
of my broken past

you're the breeze
on a hot summer day
somehow you take
all the pain away

I don't know if you know
but this poem is for you
that cute face ***,
I'll take two
Ali Cronin Dec 2012
spitting words so fast
your lips bleed
yelling hate so loud
that your lungs heave

breaking down ain't easy
crying makes it worse
what happened to the message
in the bible verse

turn away from lies
they never loved you
just because they say it
doesn't make true

find your soul
your way of living
keep your heart
not the one they're giving
Ali Cronin Nov 2012
I don't want to talk
I don't want to work it out
I don't want regret
to flood my mind
all I want--is you
us
what we used to have
I want our weird
I want our love
I want our kisses in the rain
but they're gone
replaced now with pain
I'm left cold and scared
that I will never find
a love like ours again
Ali Cronin Nov 2012
Come my dear,
hold me tight,
in my darkest moments
in the middle of the night.

Wrap me up,
nice and warm.
I trust your love
to do me no harm.

Call me babe,
tell me you care.
And most of all
please,always be there.

I've been broken
once or twice.
Something fresh
could do me suffice.

I look to you now,
to help me through.
Mend this heart
which was made just for you.

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