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Phoenix Rising Aug 2017
You're the bad seed
I stem from.
Tell me I need a professional,
one more time,
when you're the one
who left the dirt and grime.

Here I am...
Cleaning up your mess,
the mess in my head and chest.
I don't need your meds
nor your opinions.
Save your breath.
Phoenix Rising Aug 2017
Good to no longer be an addict,
see things through...
The only thing I wanna be
addicted to is
you.

I'm finished with man-made chemicals,
I just want home-grown
you.

Fill my lungs
with your breathes.
Pump my heart
with your "I love you's."
Phoenix Rising Aug 2017
The hours
of smoked cigarettes
is equivalent
to the time
it will take
for you to
**** me.
Phoenix Rising Aug 2017
JDH
I wish you knew.
O, how I wish you knew.
Everything I do.
Everything I do is for
you.

I wish I could say it,
scream it to the stars.
I'm sorry,
sometimes I just can't find the
words.

You're tattooed to my brain,
a permanent mark
on my heart.
Phoenix Rising Aug 2017
i should spend more time with you
instead of wasting away in my room.
i'm so self-absorbed and it's rude
that for a second, i could even forget about you.
your existence matters.
you aren't dusty furniture
that we bought to impress
the friends who come over
and do not even notice.
because they are just as self-absorbed
as me
and you.
we should start listening to our elders,
they don't speak to hear themselves.
family matters.
we just let them waste away
thinking we have another
*******
day...
  Aug 2017 Phoenix Rising
Joshua Haines
Maggots boil from under her skin.
  I will never see her again.
I have heart aches that
  stem from mistakes.
I count them as they
  leak from her skin.

Her eyes are raisins;
  I will never find what
they last captured.
  Cheekbones higher than
my song. My finger brushed
  along all that was black
and seeped into her back,
  tripping on her vertebrae
like a boy frolicking home.

  The cacti stand still--
while I feel quite ill--
  standing in an ocean
of honey.

  The people stand still--
America is ill--
  standing in an ocean
of money.

  You stand still,
too afraid to ****
  an ocean of hate
you tolerate.
Phoenix Rising Aug 2017
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who am I?
I couldn't tell you.

I am a shapeshifter.
I have many hues.
My emotions depend
on the feedback of you.

If you love me,
I will shine.
If you play coy,
so will I.

Hurt me,
go ahead and try.
I will turn dark
and blend into the night.

You'll never know
what character I am.
You'll never know
because I don't even know
who I am.
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