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You were such a sweet guy to me
Such a sweet guy

You told me no lie, you see
You told me no lie

Right there when I needed you, you were
Right there when I needed you

You were someone I could run to, for sure
Someone I could run to

You started treating me like ****, you did
Started treating me like ****

I don’t believe I rightfully deserved this,
Didn’t deserve it a bit

I see you now and then, yeah
I see you now and then

“Let’s be friends”, you told me that
You told me, let’s be friends

But now you’re with someone else, you are
Now you’re with someone else

So from me, you stay far,
You stay far, to save yourself

You’re still a sweet guy, you see
Still a sweet guy

Just not to me,
No… not to me

You told me a lie.
Jump.
     Well, no, actually.
            I don't want to jump.
I want to leap
and skip
and dance into a new sunrise.

It's time to turn off the light
and close the door,
Because it's really getting dark in here.

Close your mouth,
mute the babel,
bare your ears.
****** I'm speaking to you.
Not with my mouth,
with my heart
and my soul
not my brain.

These aren't feathered words.
This is my distress.

I'm sorry,
I'm going to turn off the light,
  close the door
    and dance.
 Oct 2012 Davy Langerak
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 Oct 2012 Davy Langerak
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Today I found out that I am alone.
No one to turn to,
and no where to call home.
This world is fragile.
Those hands aren't worthy.
Those words aren't just and
These actions don't suit.

Take it to the line.

You don't see the damage you do.
Your destruction continues to spread like the plague,
Burning our hopes and
Shaking our souls.

*Ouch
 Oct 2012 Davy Langerak
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Room.
 Oct 2012 Davy Langerak
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Sitting here, in this dark room.
***** white blinds,
and a bed sheet runs through.
A temporary bed on the kitchen floor.
Looking through smoke filled air,
I can't say I don't want more.
I got old,
And I did it by accident
The world moves on
While I stay stagnant

Why can’t I feed myself?
Clothe myself, walk myself?
Yet I can fall myself.
Choke myself, lose myself, **** myself.

This isn’t my home. This isn’t my bed.
But I stay here. I sleep here. Until I am dead.
Strangers take care of me. They feed me strange pills.
But I have to do what they say, I have to lay still.

I share a shower with everyone else here
As well as a dining room, laundry room, and all the same fears.
There’s a fight down the hall. Dementia caused it.
Out of no where they stop. Dementia solved it.

Families in and out, staff the same.
Is it because of my age or environment that I’m going insane?
How long do I have left? That, I don’t know
What I do know, is that I'll never be able to go home.

I got old,
And I did it by accident
The world moves on
While I stay stagnant
I work at a Healthcare Facility which inspired me to write this.
What Beauties lie in this world,
Mysterious,
Majestic,
Full of Awe.

They come along in opportune time.
They will find their place.
They will spread their joy,
which will soak into your skin and
lather your heart.
Together then
at peace.

It's something to be spoken
and risen into acknowledgment.
Our shielded eyes can see the
sun rise and
see the sun set with
Thank You, Most Love.

— The End —