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April Jun 2014
They say it gets harder


I'm scared to consume there words
if they settle in my mind
banish everything positive
I'm afraid my skin will disintegrate
muscles will fail to hold my weight
and my eyes
the haze will vanish
And I will show

then they'll truly understand
I'm not even good for now
As you age you wish you were back to you younger years... but what if the early years are such a struggle
April Jun 2014
You called me a flower, beautiful to the eyes of the artist

Years later
When I received no call
I let
your touch have no sound
for as hard as I tried to forget
meaningless hours
always spent remembering

when you finally show
no
you wont get a smile
nor a laugh
not even a goodbye
muttered through these tear stained lips

not even a silent wish for peace
growing like vines
impatient
scattering my mind

no
not at all
you're the darkness
numb feeling
left after a storm
that ruined natures greatest gift
the timid flower
you once declared a master art
April Jun 2014
phantom ghosts
trail skin
tears fall
blackness seeps in
he wonders how to prolong this fun
she wonders how she'll ever move on
April May 2014
I wanted to write
write the world for you
my words could be shields
or maybe just blankets
enveloping you into warmth

they can taunt you
beg you to live to your potential
because they know
and I know
you deserve the world and all the cordial
words that enter your mind

So
when you close your eyes
and you see those words
feel them with every intake of air
your lungs can muster,

I hope
all you can think about

is me
April May 2014
will you allow those salty waterfalls to havoc your face?
will you allow bullets to strike within?

I know a boy
who never allowed a thing
to navigate his soul

on a summer evening
with not a voice to burrow in his thoughts

the tears
the heart
became to much
like a broken road
he was bound to hit a bump

lost control
oblivious to everything around
I wished he could have been found
long ago
We invest so much time in being okay. But sometimes we just can't be okay. We got to let it out.
April May 2014
My brother told me
you would have not let any of it happen
you would stand tall
guard my every step

its the middle of may
just another month
we embark the day
you lost your way

when i close my eyes
all i see is darkness
i can no longer
make out your face

your voice
was it rough
or was it soft
on the ears

I don't know
and I don't know if you would stand up for me
why
because
I cant even
remember the way you held my shaky hands
April May 2014
i can compare his absence to anything
but the fact of the matter is he is gone
he's dead
my father is dead
and everything i do
the amount of times I try to explore the world
A new crack shatters my skin
I was never prepared to move on
so
your judgmental eyes
lips moving fast

don't you understand
I'll never be able to match your stride
I'll never move on

I wish you could understand
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