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Dustyn Smith May 2013
I did my make up and I did my hair
I even found something pretty to wear
I put on heels for the first time in weeks
I look at the clock and it reads three

I waited patiently by the door
Soon it was quarter past four
You said you'd be hear at half past three
I wonder if you had somewhere else to be

The clock hands keep moving, now it reads five
Maybe, I thought, you forgot how to drive
And all this way, you had to walk
Still I waited and there was no ring or knock

The clock relentlessly still ticks
And now it reads ten after six
My phone buzzes on the arm of the chair
"Hello, are you there?"

Stuck sitting a hospital waiting room
Terrified and anxious, awaiting the news
Its only a matter of time
The clock hands tick over to nine

Tonight was supposed to be a fairy tale
Instead it rated a ten on the horror scale
The clock read 11:03 when they told me the news
There was too much damage and they couldn't save you
My 100th poem added to this site.
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
In honor of Father's day I decided
On a hunt I would go to find my father
I used google and facebook
Finally I found him
I saw his picture and began to cry
I cried and cried for a long time
I don't know how long but it wasn't long enough
I cried some more until my eyes ran dry
I saw pictures of my half siblings
Pictures of his wife
And wondered why I wasn't good enough
Why didn't he want me
How come they get a dad and I don't
Was it something I did or something I said
Was it just me that made him go away
Maybe it wasn't me
Maybe he just wasn't in love
Maybe he didn't want to stay with my mom
But if not for her sake
Why not mine
I guess when you're 18
You don't think about that
I was only 2 I just wanted to talk to my dad
Why didn't you answer the phone
Why didn't you want to talk to me
I guess if he had
I wouldn't be where I am now
Then again I'm a wreck, a disaster, a mess
I could get all my questions answered
With just one click
It seems like the things that should be so easy
Are usually the hardest
Just a click and type some words and send it
But I can't I freeze over the button
Maybe my questions will never be answered
They probably won't be
Maybe I'll never know why
I never had a father
And why I never got to say
Happy Father's Day
©Dustyn Smith

For those of you that do
Be grateful to have a father that loves you
Dustyn Smith Aug 2011
I’m done with all this secrecy
And now my heart is telling me
To shout to you across the room
“Hey you, yeah you. I love you.”
But its my brain that tells me no
Even though I love you so
For fear of embarrassment
And rejection instead of compliment
I’ve never done it no I’ve not
And for that reason my heart strings are taut
And ever so out of tune
Though once you know how much I care
You’ll tune them up right then and there
And play the music that always was
And it’s just beautiful because
You’re the only one for me
And the only one for my heart you see
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Feb 2012
Hearts and promises are among the most fragile of entities
It is as if they are made of glass
If you are not careful, they will break
One small slip, and they shatter
Eventually after a long and tiresome process, they can be fixed
But they will not be the same
In broken glass, there are imperfections
On what once was perfect
In a broken promise, there is scorn
Where once was trust
In a broken heart, there is hatred
In what once was full of love
All can be repaired, but none can be renewed
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Oct 2013
Oh well
Oh well

Just drag
Me down
To hell
Dustyn Smith Sep 2012
I'm not sure why
But it's happening again
I tell myself not to cry
I tell myself I'm not going to
But I know that's a lie

To myself I swore
That the next time this happened
It would be because I wanted to explore
And it would be on my terms
And nothing more

But here we are again
And not by my choice
Now is just the same as then
Maybe a bit different
Because this time we have experience
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Oct 2011
On silent streets
I walk while you sleep
Looking for something to eat

Quietly I stand
Sign in hand
Hoping for something grand

Here is where I sleep
The trouble I'm in is deep
Should anyone find me

Some say I'm hopeless
That may be true
But for now I'm only homeless
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Aug 2011
My hope of returning one day
To see you face and then to say
“I miss you so now never go.”
Has never been far away
And now I wonder what could be
If only you could see
How much you mean to me
Across the land I must go
Now never to know
If I ever had the chance to be
Your one and only
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jul 2013
The bitter truth of reality has come
Bites to your bones, stings your eyes
Crushes down upon your soul
And then when you
Realize how alone
You truly
Are
Everything
Fades away
And nothing matters
You can only wait
Until your time has come
And all the sand has drained
To the bottom of your life's hourglass
Dustyn Smith Aug 2011
How can I love you when you don’t love me back?
How can I hold you when you don’t want me to?
How can I kiss you when you turn away?
How can I love you at all?
How can you love me when you turned me away so many times before?
How can you hold me when you pushed me away so many times before?
How can you say you’ll always be there when you never were?
How can I trust you when you broke my heart?
How can I feel your warmth when you were so cold to me?
How can we be friends when you don’t even like me?
How can we stay in touch if you ignore all my messages?
How can we be in love when love is so far away?
How can I give you all my love when you give me none back?
How can I give you my heart if you won’t give me yours?
How can you say that you’ll stay when you always were away?
How can you say hello when it was always good-bye?
How can I love you?
How can you love me?
How can this love be?
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Oct 2011
Alone. I am so alone
No one understands
How can they?

No one can feel what I do
No one knows
How can they?

So lost, hoping to be found
No is looking, no one knows
How can they?

Nothing but darkness
No one knows what I see
How can they?

Screaming, so loud I lose myself
No one can hear what I do
How can they?

Words pour from my pen
No one can write like I do
How can they?

Words forming in my head
No one thinks like I do
How can they?
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Sep 2012
I was going to write a poem about us
And how I know
That I have to leave
But I don't want to go
I got a few lines in
And didn't know what to write
I didn't want to think about the future without you
I didn't want it to be so soon
There's only a few days left
At least I'll get to see you one last time
But what then?
Will it be a few months? A few years?
I don't want to go through this again
Not knowing when I'll see you again
To not be able to feel your arms around me
I know I've told you this before
But when I'm with you, I just feel safe
I want to spend every second with you
That might soften the blow
I don't want the day to come
When we have to say our goodbyes
Maybe to not see each other for the next few years
I know I'll never meet anyone like you
And no one could ever replace you
I'll probably write you letters all the time
And reread old ones from you to me
I'll probably cry for a while
I'll recover eventually
And something will remind me of you
And I'll smile
I'll remember you and how much I love you
It'll be hard for a while
Being so far away
I'm not sure what I'll do
I'll probably send you a message
About everything that's happened
Just to remember that I've probably already told you
That you know already and I'll have nothing else to say
It'll be hard being so far away
With you here and me there
I really don't want to go
But I know I have to leave
I suppose I did know what to write
I love you
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Aug 2012
I was going to write a poem about you
And and about how I know
That you need to go
But I don't want you to leave
But I only got two lines in
I couldn't write anymore
I couldn't think about the future without you
I didn't want it to be so soon
There's only a few months left
At least that I know that I'll get to see you
You made a promise
To stay for my birthday
But what then?
Will you leave the next day?
I can't imagine going through it all over again
Not knowing if I'll ever see you again
Not being able to feel safe in your arms
I don't know if I ever told you that before
That in your arms, I just feel safe
I want to spend every second with you before you go
But that would probably just make it harder when you leave
I don't want to imagine that day
When we say our goodbyes
Maybe to never see each other again
I don't think I'll ever meet anyone like you
No one will ever be able to replace you
I'll probably write letters that will never get sent
And reread old ones from you to me
I'll probably cry myself to sleep for awhile
Probably won't eat and won't speak
I'll get over it eventually
But then something will remind me of you
And I'll break down
I'll recover and go on again
But I'll be empty for a while
Without you to talk to
I don't know what I'll do
I'll probably send you a message
And wait for your reply
Just to remember that you aren't there
That you are somewhere off traveling
Living life and seeing the world
And I'm still here
I don't want you leave
But I know you have to go
I guess I ended up writing that poem after all
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Oct 2014
If you give an artist a pencil
She'll write you a million words
Telling you in deep clarity
What it means to her
How you look to her
And what you mean

If you give an artist a pencil
She'll cover pages and pages
With drawing of you
Sketches of beautiful things
That remind her of you
And what you mean

If you give an artist a pencil
She'll love you forever
And always will remember
Even if you think you weren't
How thoughtful you were
And what you mean
Dustyn Smith Aug 2011
I don’t know what I did
To make you care
All I can say is that I was your friend
And tried to be even after
And I didn’t mean it as a cliché
The thing that seems to be said a lot after a breakup
“But we can still be friends.”
I did not mean it the way that they do
I actually meant it
It wasn’t just empty words
You were a good friend
And I hated myself for ruining that
And for scarring our friendship forevermore
I do not know how I made you care again
I just wanted to be you friend
Though that never seems to be enough
I’m done trying to fix something that wants to be broken
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Sep 2014
I let you in
You became a part of me
I let you see me bleed
Your hands held my heart
At first it was gentle and caressed
Now it's shattered in a broken mess
I gave you a chance
I trusted you unconditionally
You killed me with finality
All because I let you in
Dustyn Smith Feb 2012
I am stuck in a prison
One without bars, but four walls and a door
With a mother for a guard
One small misstep or wrong move
And its back to solitary confinement
No contact with the outside world
All the time I think to myself
"Maybe if I'm good and work hard
I can get out early for good behavior."
I constantly get out on parole
Only to get forced back in
On false charges, or by being myself
The warden knows all, sees all
I have no privacy in my cell
My life, open to all who wish to see it
I wish to go home, but I cannot
I wish to see my family, but have limited contact
I would try to escape and be free
But at what cost?
I would be a fugitive, still imprisoned
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2013
I steal a heart
And then I break it
I fall in love
But then I fake it

I tell off my friends
And beg to be forgiven
I try and be better
But then do it all again

I ask you for your secrets
And then tell you mine
I know all about you
But all you know is lies

I say that I need your aid
And then proceed to cower
I let you think you're king
But really I have the power

I tell you that I love you
And I know that you'll stay
I toy with you heart
But you never go away

I know the words to make you leave
And I hold them over your head
I know the words you want to hear
But I think I'll torture you instead

I'm such an awful person
And of this I'm sure
I could tell you over again
But you'll still think I'm angelic and pure
This was going to be almost like an apology to someone but then it turned into this.
Dustyn Smith Dec 2013
Cliches are bad enough
As it is
Used far too often
In bad situations
But I think by far
The worst of all
Is after someone rips
Your heart out
And leaves you to die
They smile sweetly
And say
I still want to be friends
Dustyn Smith Oct 2011
Losing myself in you
I let go of everything
I hold back nothing
It all belongs to you
Take my sorrow and grief
My happiness and joy
Take my burdens
Take my weakness and strength
Take my everything
Make me whole in you
Everything I am is yours
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Dec 2012
Not sure if its my make-up
Or you in my eyes
Either way it doesn't really matter
I'm still going to cry

Maybe I've just had a long day
Or you are creeping in my heart
Either way it doesn't really matter
I'm still going to fall apart

I wonder if I would have stayed with you
Or ended up taking you back
Either way it doesn't really matter
I can't change the past
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Sep 2012
The sun sinks down below the horizon
                                                         ­                                                                 ­                     I wish you were here
     The temperature begins to fall
                                                            ­                                                                 ­     I want to hear your voice
          Lights are being turned off
                                                             ­                                               I want to feel your arms around me
               People are getting ready to sleep
                                                           ­                                        I want to feel your breath on my neck
                    Beds being unmade, alarms set
                                                             ­                                                     I want your hand in mine
                              Tired eyes giving way to sleep
                                                           ­                           I want to see your face when I turn over
                                    People dreaming and having nightmares
                                                      ­I want to feel your body rise and fall with each breath
                                        The moon has risen and people have fallen
                                                          ­                           I want you to be here with me
                                             Sleep embraces my part of the world
                                                           ­     I want your everything with me now
                                                  Finally sleep takes me to my dreams
                                                          ­       *I wish you were here with me
Written so that it can be read as two seperate poems or one single poem.
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Aug 2011
Wishing I could see your face
Just one more time in this place
I sit down and begin to cry
Thinking about our last good-bye
I feel some one reach out to comfort me
And look up through blurry eyes to see
You’re sitting tight there beside me
No longer wanting to lie to me
You whisper softly in my ear
That I no longer need to fear
Because you’ve kept this secret long enough
You pull me closer into your embrace
And tell me there is no more partings I have to face
Because you’re coming with me
Across the country on my long journey
Again I begin to cry
These are not of great sadness, but great happiness
And then I wake, to find it was all just a dream
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Feb 2013
What is the truth?
I don't know anymore
Was it all just a ruse?

Which is lying to me?
I cannot tell
Will guilty be their plea?

Which story is true?
If either even are
What am I to do?
Dustyn Smith Jan 2013
I told you my dream
But all you did was laugh at me
And tell me it was impossible
Soon you'll see

Someday I'll show you all
I will stand tall
Above all who ridiculed
And show you I did not fall

You'll come crawling back
Dragging yourself out of the black
Of the shadow that cast
Being gracious, it's all an act

I've had everything taken away
And everything turned to grey
Now new color has entered
And up is the only way

Someday I'll show you what I can be
That you were wrong about me
You'll be in the dust
And I'll be living the dream
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
I'm loosing my mind
People fighting all the time
Anger spilling over
From their lives into mine
I need an escape, a secret place
I try to hide within my thoughts
But the anger resides even there
Turning my wonderful daydreams
Into horrifying nightmares
Instead of hope and love
There's doubt and indifference
I can't take it anymore
If only I could just pack up and leave
Go somewhere that no one fights
Maybe then I would get my mind back
I have yet to find this place
I begin to wonder
If such a place even exists
I doubt it
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Oct 2011
Listening to music really loud
I don't have a hearing problem
It's just the way I like it
The louder the better
My mom hates it
So do the neighbors
I don't care
Call the cops
Lets have a contest
Who can play their music louder
I bet I can
I like my music loud
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Nov 2013
Once upon a time
When I was of a simpler mind
I believed in this thing
That seemed altogether amazing
Now I have come to see
It's something not meant for me
It must only exist in heaven above
And this thing is love
Dustyn Smith Aug 2011
I miss you more ever day
But the more I miss makes me realize
That even if I can’t see you with my human eyes
Our love grows every day
I miss you so much more than you know
Or maybe you do know how much I miss you so
I wish I could be with you and see your face
And then freeze time in its place
And stay with you for ever and ever
And to never leave you, never
To hold you in my arms and to be held in yours
The feeling of joy warms us to our cores
To know that I will never let you go
To hold you close and always know
That we will be together no matter what
And that the door to my heart will never be shut
You can go in whenever you want
You could rob the place bare but I trust that you won’t
Because you love me, but I love you most
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Nov 2011
My heart aches for you
To be with you
I wish you here
I miss you so much

I want to feel your arms around me
To snuggle all night like we used to
To feel you lips on mine
Kissing in the dark at midnight

I miss the way you held me
And made me feel better after a bad day
I miss talking all through the night
And all though the day

I miss everything about you
I want to be with you
I don't ever want to be apart
This is the cry of my lovesick heart
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Feb 2013
I am not lying through my teeth
I am lying through my fingers
Together we walk in silence
Your hand holds mine
I hold your's
I squeeze
tighter
Each line is one word less than the previous line.
Me
Dustyn Smith Apr 2012
Me
I've tried so hard in the past
But now I know finally at last
It ok to be me
Not everyone leaves
Its ok to let down my walls
But that's not all
I feel like I am free
I no longer doubt my identity
I feel like I can trust again
And I actually have real friends
Not just people who like the fake me
Now they see the real me
If they don't like it, they can leave
I can let go of them
There are others that love me no matter what
They love me for me
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2011
I miss your face
And stunning grace
I miss your smile
And all the while
I'm missing you
Do you miss me too?

I miss your love
This I could only dream of
Before I met you
I was nothing new
You turned me around
Into some thing sound
I'm missing you
Do you miss me too?

I miss all of you
This I do
I miss your everything
Of you I could sing
A thousand songs
With you I belong
I'm missing you
Do you miss me too?
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith May 2013
Steam rises from my cup filled to the brim
My finger lazily traces the rim
I take a sip
And burn my lips
Wishing you were here
To kiss them better my dear
Dustyn Smith May 2013
Stuck in this grave
That I dug for myself
I scratch and claw
I can't get out

Death stands above
I bargain and plea
He only laughs
I got myself here

I fumble and reach
Trying to get a hold
I'm almost at the top
Death knocks me down

No, he says
As he pulls back his scythe
You dug this grave
And this is where you must stay
Dustyn Smith May 2013
My mum's asleep
Her boyfriend left
The dog ran away
My hamster's dead

Now mum's awake
Her boyfriends back
The dog came home
But my hamster

He's still dead
Dustyn Smith Apr 2012
So this is what my life amounts to
Just some words on page
No one knows me
I hide in the shadows waiting
Waiting for what, I do not know
But it will find me of that I'm sure

My life is but a wreck at the bottom of the ocean
When I went down I took many with me
Few survived to tell the tale
Though no one believed such a thing could happen
Alone I rest with the dead
No one can find me, no one knows

I tried to be who they wanted me to be
But it's so tiring living up to expectation
People expected me to fail so I showed them wrong
They expected me to drown but instead I swam
Expectations are silly things
No one can really live up to them

I've loved and lost and loved again
But will this love last
If it is indeed love, it shall
Though if its not it shall surely fail as it has before
Love is a tough thing to comprehend
I comend the people that understand and have it

People give me more sympathy than I want
In fact I don't want any at all
I tell them the sad things of my life
Only because they want me to
And they want to pity me and douse me with sympathy
I do these things to make other people feel better

My heart has been torn apart and remade so many times
Stitched and sewn, broken and smashed
Over and over again the cycle repeats
I love with my whole heart, at least what's left
And I assume that they love me just as much
Though that hasn't always been the case

Abandonment is never an easy thing
Especially for a young child to understand
People tell me that it's in the past
I know that it is, but do they?
"What's past is past and I can't go back"
That seems to be my motto for life

I look ahead and I don't see much
Not that I don't think I have a future
I just don't want to know everything that will happen
People try to plot out my life
I let them try in vain
Eventually they will find out that they can't control me

I look to the past and see wreckage
With a few glimmers of hope and light
Those few times in my life when everything seemed to be going right
But eventually they too got swallowed by doubt and darkness
I wonder what my life would be like if somethings were different
But past is past and I can't go back

My present is full of set backs and stumblingblocks
But when I fall down I get back up with avengence
I have some help from family and friends
But its not much in the end
I push forward to an unseen future
And run from a horrifying past

This my life many have seen it
People could read me like a book
But that book would be in a different language and backwards
I'm not that easy to understand
But once you get me you never go back
There are few I trust and even less I love

This is my life
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2011
You’re the ray of sunshine in my life
You take me away from all this strife
To happier places in this town
So I am not able to frown
When I look upon your shining face
Hair so golden eyes so blue
You take me away out of this place
To a place that no one has a clue
How to get there so it seems
Because they have never experienced so long
The only thing that keeps me strong
True love, so true
The love you have for me, and the love I have for you
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith May 2012
The sun sinks down below the horizon
     What am I doing with my life?
Another day passes and turns to night
     Why am I here?
The moon rises bright and full
     Is this all that there is?
Stars are shining beneath the clouds
     How did I get to this place?
The streets are getting quieter
     Where did I go wrong?
People going to sleep and others waking up
     Am I really crazy?
Owls hoot and raccoon scratch
     *Who am I?
©Dustyn Smith

A personal poem about what happens and what I think about pretty much every night.
Dustyn Smith Oct 2013
I watched your favorite movie
     It all became clear
And read your favorite book
     Everything made sense
Your favorite song was on the radio
     I should have realized it sooner
I heard someone that sounded like you
     But now I can see it all
And I thought I saw you in the distance
     I know the truth
I rushed toward to find my mistake
      That all this time and still
But I still punched him anyways
      *You're really just a ****
Dustyn Smith Nov 2013
And it stings in the shower
Just the water running over
Let alone to wash it with soap
So you leave it alone
You tried to go around it before
But that only made it worse
And you can't wash above
Because it runs down into the cuts
So they notice the smudge
That was there yesterday
And didn't quite rub off

They wonder why
You don't take as long as you used to
And they notice that your body wash
Is still three quarters full
Even though you bought it six months ago
They wonder why then
If your soap is still full
And you don't shave in the shower
Why do you need more razors
When you just bought a pack
Not even a month ago

They noticed in summer
But now its winter so its okay
For you to wear long sleeve shirts everyday
You hid your t-shirts so you could tell them
That you had nothing else to wear
They noticed that you never went swimming
You sat on the beach or in the car
They begged you to come in
And said you lost your swimsuit again
Even though you knew exactly where it was
You just couldn't let them see your scars

They notice the smile on your face
But not the pain behind your eyes
And they don't care to see the fear
That they might find you out
Its easier for them to believe the lie
Than to face the truth
And help you
They would rather the easy way out
To live in ignorant bliss
Than to notice your scars and cuts
And ask you what was wrong

And eventually they stopped noticing
The no longer asked you
How your day went
They met your cries for help
With harsh words of get over it
And calling you an attention seeker
But that really is all you want
Is for someone to pay attention
To start noticing again
That you are not okay
And you can't just get over it

Too often do these things go unnoticed
Or they are mocked
As a cry for attention
And ignored as a call for help
Too soon do people end their lives
Because its easier for you
To live in ignorance
And not deal with it
They say ignorance is bliss
But it only is for you
Not for the people suffering everyday

So it is up to you and me
To break through the ignorance
And see the fear and pain in their eyes
Because if we don't say anything
Then they won't either
I know this because I've been there
And I still put on that mask
Because I was told to just get over it
But that only made it worse
The fact that I should be able to get over it
But I couldn't

So it is up to us
To see behind that mask
And ask someone if they are okay
To see the cuts and scars
And lend out a helping hand
Because if we don't then who will
We need to speak up for those too afraid
Of speaking for themselves
To make a point that it is not okay
Just to say get over it
And we need to start noticing
Dustyn Smith Jun 2011
Of all the times you put me down
I’ve gotten back up
Of all the times you broke my heart
I put it back together again
Of all the times you left my crying in the dark
I stopped and turned on the light
Of all the times you pushed me away
I came back
But this time is different
I’ll get back up
I’ll put my heart back together
I’ll stop crying and turn on the light
But I come back to you
This time I’ll stay away for good
And you’ll wish you had me back
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2012
I swore I wouldn't care
I do
I swore I wouldn't cry
I sobbed
I swore I would let it go
I held tighter
I swore I wouldn't look
I stared
I swore I would be strong
I crumbled
I swore I would stay away
I got closer
I swore I wouldn't think of him
I did
I swore I would hate him
I love him

It seems to me that the promises I break the most
Are the ones that I make to myself
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith May 2013
I carve your name
Into my skin
And let your love
Flow from my veins
Dustyn Smith Nov 2013
When the crying sobs
Wracked with pain
Finally cease
They open the gateway
To entrapping numbness
And honestly I can't say
If I would rather have
The horrendous pain
Or the ghostly numbness
Dustyn Smith Sep 2012
This is the part of me
That no one sees
When I pour out my heart
And then fall apart
When the tears stream
And I scream
When all seems lost
At such a cost
When my world crashed down
And I feel like I'm drown
I cry out in the night
I give up the fight
This is the part of me
That no one sees
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Jun 2011
Pining after you I know
Is probably not the way to go
Though in my heart I cannot stop
And I just know I cannot drop
This feeling in my heart you see
This feeling I’ve longed for so eagerly
To feel your hand clasping mine
I wish for this all the time
To feel your arms wrapping around me
This you do so tenderly
My heart is beating right out of my chest
With this difficult and final test
To give you that letter, what should I do?
But then I remember that all I want is you
©Dustyn Smith
Dustyn Smith Aug 2013
Please excuse the hole in the wall
With exposed drywall and 2x4s
And my bleeding bruised hand
The ****** bandages in the trash
I was angry and couldn't hold it in

Please excuse the blood on the floor
As it drips from my fingertips
From the lines I carved
Deep into my writsts
I just wanted to feel again

Please excuse the difference of appearance
I cut off my hair and colored it again
Threw out all my clothes
Tried out a new look
I didn't want to be me anymore

Please excuse the absense of me
I don't laugh at your jokes
The smiles not in my eyes
Barely able to say a word
I lost myself to the pain

Please excuse me
I can't take it anymore
Dustyn Smith May 2013
The demon's hands that are my ribs
Have loosened their grip
And allowed the drum in my heart
To again play its part

The bottomless wells that are my eyes
That once ran dry
Have sprung forth again
But not of pain

The raging maelstrom that was in my mind
That churned with whipping wind
Has quieted and tamed
I can see clearly once again

The decaying ruins that were my bones
Have been renewed as stronger stone
And has brought new spirit
Of which there is no limit
Dustyn Smith Feb 2014
Don't hate me for what I've done
Please don't remember me this way
Think of me as I once was
When there was hope for brighter day
During times when we would smile
And they would not fade
I hope it was worth your while
I'm sorry that I cannot stay
Believe me I have tried my best
But please don't remember me this way
And don't forget me like all the rest

Remember me for the good times we had
The laughs we shared along the way
Think more of the good times than the bad
In your heart I'll forever stay
Smile for me and shed no more tears
It was time for me to go away
There is nothing more for you to fear
I'll be watching over you always
Believe me as I tell you the truth
I am in a much better place
And I will always remember you
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