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  Aug 2017 Christine
Jasmine
No use to fight the bloodshot eyes
Stained from the tears I cry
And Your love that is seeming to die

I sit

Light?
I need none,  just wanna feel a buzz


Yet nobody kills the high of your lust better than you
That pedestal I put you on has sky scraped my heart raw
Yet the pain keeps me wanting fix
Fistfuls of tears and hate we ****** at each other
Burning our trust
Til the smoke exhausts us
Time stops and forgiveness is brought
I love you’s and fantasies are from silent thoughts to passionate exchanges
We seal our soon to be broken promises with a kiss
A pattern so sweet my tongue can’t seem to keep itself off of you

The rain could never drown me, for I stand beneath you
My umbrella
Beholding patches
Exposing the brisk to my lips
Cheeks would be stained red if I was a shade of pale
Embarrassed,
To be seen trapped within this thing of sorts which you call love
A poem about being emotionally trapped in a toxic relationship
  Aug 2017 Christine
charlie snow
‪your eyes remind me‬
of a toy i used to play
i don't miss it
but i remember it

deep by the blue ocean
covered with the sand
sitting with the rest
of the lost treasures

it seems as if yesterday
was the golden hour
of my time on earth
for you were there

as i try to memorize
the maps on your back
the concave of your mouth
the painting of your body

l‪eave me with the statue‬
‪the resemblance of you‬
‪for my heart feels safer‬
‪when i'm with you‬

‪the head might be mad‬
‪with your hand i must‬
‪fill the different cracks‬
‪with your everlasting love‬

-j.a.t.f (08.13.17)
it seems that in moving the body we can free the mind, from one place to another. slightly out of focus.



time is moving forward.

that is the theory……



sbm.
Christine Aug 2017
Those days
you painfully covered your mouth and wipe your tears
behind the wheels of our loving memories road

Those night
you silently squeeze your palm where his used to fit in
so dark and cold

Those 3 AM
you screamed in tears because you saw him in your dream
that dream you hardly remember what is it about, you hardly breathe
you did not even talk to him but a slight of happiness crash your heart because you could face him up close, again
Christine Aug 2017
Winds blow, I long for you
Remember I love you,,   holding my beating heart
"He is my love", told the moon
Far away, I call for you
Remember I love you,,   wipe away tears with smiles
"It's always him", whisper to the moon
It was so nice to see you today, I hope you do feel the same too .
  Aug 2017 Christine
That One K Kid
I read myself through
The morning haze
With weary bones
And cloudy daze
Then the afternoon
Passed me by
In my journal wrote
"Let me cry"
But the sun fell
In great orange colors
And in my soul laid
The warmth of 21 summers
Soon after the celestial sparkles
Filled my eyes full
Sitting with my heavy eyes
I knew I was a fool
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