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I have writer’s block

Not in the sense that you
Think it means
Because I could write all day
About her virtues
Her beauty
Her eloquence
Her
&
Nothing but

Only
All the beautiful words
&
Phrases in the world
Put together
Couldn’t make her
HER
materialize in front of me

So I block it out
The only way a writer knows how

By writing it down

It’s a curse
I gave myself to you.
I was yours even when I wasn’t.
  Apr 2018 Baylee Beausoleil
Bee
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
  Apr 2018 Baylee Beausoleil
ej
What a shame
That the girl who once believed in
Magic and fairytales
Had to grow up in reality
Of the bruised society.

—ej
  Mar 2018 Baylee Beausoleil
Contoured
They let me out today,
The demons in my head.
Left the gate unlocked,
"Leave the cage," they said.
I took one step outside,
The sunlight burned my skin.
My body wanted to leave,
But my mind stayed in.
I've left the cage before,
Several years ago.
I escaped that time,
They didn't let me go.
As I left the cage,
Thoughts flooded in.
Thoughts of things I've done,
Thoughts of where I've been.
I got too overwhelmed,
By my presently haunting past.
I could've been their first escape,
But I always finish last.
  Mar 2018 Baylee Beausoleil
Contoured
We were looking over the edge,
You pushed me off the wall.
Though you were there beneath,
I'd rather concrete catch my fall.
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