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 Oct 2015 Dreams of Sepia
Amber
had my heart removed
stripped down
used in ways you cannot  imagine
I´ve had  my bones shatter
strategically all put back togheter
Only to fall part again
It  never made  any sense
When I  was locked out of  my own mind
searching  for the law in a criminal
lover.
When it´s   true  
love  never   makes  sense
It  will come  breaking down
sanity
turning itself  to hate
An enemy with no  country
to  invade
It   will  communicate  
when it´s mute
and  when the silience
isint  enough
It  will  walk  through
your   nights  like a demon
from hell
collecting it´s   prey
Because  when it´s all over
Love  never  surrenders.
It  just   dies
My relation with her
inhabits a silent space,

you don't need to talk much
below the ocean's surface,

it's like a rest after your work is done
an earned breather after a long run.

Now it's holding hands and swimming together
having seen all the weather.
a sad poem for my dinner
one gloomy for day meal
my smiles are getting thinner
dying my living will.

give me some fun write
am crying all the while
break me if you might
break me into smile.

a dark poem for my dinner
a crier for breakfast
my joys are getting thinner
sunshine is into rust.

make me one a fun read
a sparkler jolly bright
so joyous tears quickly roll
blur words from eyesight.
teenage angst
marriage strife
nasty childhood
change of life
stress at work
financial woes
mental illness
on it goes

pour the bottle
pop the pill
find the vein
"cure" your ill
light the pipe
tip the glass
it don't matter
race or class

it may appear
to help you some
but in the end
the devil's won
it don't matter
your job or skills
the smoke's a prison

the bottle KILLS**



soulsurvivor
(C) 10/4/2015
if you have a problem
with drugs or alcohol
or both
the first thing you MUST do
is admit it to yourself

I beat the odds
i'm clean and sober
and while i had
a temporary lapse
a few months ago
i bounced back and
i don't even have cravings

HOW???
see my write
Salvation Story
by soulsurvivor
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/863650/salvation-story/

THANKS!
the few days it lived
it clung to my feet

it grew fond of me
and i fond of it.

weakly and frail
only skin and bone

in its dying eyes
love brightly shone.

its raised broken tail
faintly soft mew

conveyed to tell
i simply love you.

then it lay wide eyed
from pain peacefully
saying silently

*won't you touch me?
subway

crowded
half empty
empty
and again

all day long

took every direction

as if
i too
had a destination

wherever to
4.10.2015
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