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Anthony Mayfield Aug 2018
…Wait
…Wait
…Wait
…Wait
You don’t have to leave
…Wait
…Wait
…Wait
…Wait
That’s not ok with me
I can’t live if you leave
…Wait
…Wait
Wait for me
That dreadful moment of desperation when your significant other holds all of the emotional power over you.
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
The Monster With Blue Hair
Jeers as I cower in the corner
But she’s coming
He’s won
I’m done
The Other will be happy
They’ll be fine and dandy
But she’s coming
And she has her Blue Shield
And a Sword forged for intense war
War on a Blue Field
The Monster With Blue Hair
Will die
Someday
Like His wicked brother of Red
She’s here now
He’s fled
She saved me
Now it’s time for bed
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
It started out as an innocent fall.
A folly to solve something inside.
It burned me.
It hurt me.
Now I die when I’m awake.
Feels like my livelihood’s at stake.
How can I be a man
When the mirror brings me down, jeering…

Don’t fight it,
Learn to love it.
I saved you,
I built you.
I raised you

You try to save the day for yourself.
You try to hide the pain for your health.

Now to the mirror with the reprobate frame of mind,
I hold the hammer that shatters you and your kind.
I won’t hide,
But I will cry
If that’s what takes me home.
You won’t win,
I’m up again.
Broken shards to atone.
When the mirror shows you your darkest self...
Anthony Mayfield Jun 2018
When it rains,
It pours.
Cascading down,
I guess I’ll go home,
And stay there,
To hide.
Forget about my prior notion.
I guess I'll go home, and stay there to hide
Anthony Mayfield Feb 2019
Run, run, run, run
He stalks in the night
Where children have fun
Run, run, run, run
Be urgent
Take flight
For a monster comes tonight

Run, small children, and hide
For monsters have come
To cast you aside
A mere fairy tale?
Just some old folklore?
No!
No!
Much worse
Much more.

Upon your hopes
I bring my scar
You're where monsters are

Pin the doors
Sharpen your steel
A beast approaches
A new hunter poaches
To feed on children's cries
Place your fears in the front
Lock your hopes in a jar
You're where monsters are
If you can, save yourself
Anthony Mayfield Jun 2018
And there is nothing,
Nothing at all,
Separating us from internal storms.
There is nothing,
Nothing to say,
It's all been said.
Now there's nowhere,
Nowhere to fall,
Nowhere left to sail.
Down that beaten path,
A lane to fail.

Where you want to go
Is a place I cannot see.
Where you want to go
Is a place I don't believe in.
Where you want to go
May as well be a nasty dream.
Where you want to go
Won't include me.
It's a place I cannot stand.
There, you can't hold any hands.

I regret all of it.
Do you?

Because I'm still right here,
Scarred from your sorrow.
Where you want to go
Will leave you hollow.
So no.
Please no.
Don't you dare dig this hole.

You'll be buried.
Little and broken
Anthony Mayfield Jan 2019
Go.
Pounce now.
Trap your prey
In jowls of fanged, dangerous mercy.
It's brutal.
Yet a kindness.
Your coat of reflection,
And piercing blue eyes of trepidation,
And legs of boundless lightning
With a voice of deep white thunder.
The envy of it all.
You stalk and watch,
and sing
Such a song.
Haunting.
Pure.
A calling.
Calling to home.
Lost in the snow
To the naked eye,
But not lost at all.
The cold greets you.
Like you, sweet and cruel.
Take form.
Take chase.
Claim the Winter Kingdom to rule.
Wolves are royalty in their own right
Anthony Mayfield Feb 2019
I was born yesterday
Blinking eyes in the Cape Divine
Divinity was my riot
Divine was I
Glorious
With wings whiter than snow
A span for miles
Higher than Heaven
But...
I fell
I fell for a love without voice
And a reach without arms
It spins me around
And slaps me on the ground
My winter wings are gone now
I died today
And tomorrow
It will happen all over again
Who knows
The full extent
Of the fool I have become
I died today. And tomorrow it will happen all over again.
Anthony Mayfield Jun 2018
I have nothing to say.
No words to write;
My brain is blank.
No rhythm to recite.
Why?
Why can’t I talk right now?
I’ve got so much to say.
And yet, I can’t say enough.
The old words have no meaning.
The new words have no value.
Besides...
Words can’t say much;
Actions talk so much more.
And words today have no final say,
Actions stage the show.
But I know you’re too close.
You’re too close.
What can I say to make my heart stay?
I really don’t want to know.
Words can't say much...
Anthony Mayfield Jun 2018
Why do you hate me
Only to hurt me
You’re incapable of painful feelings
You need to love me
You need to need me
Convince yourself that I’m the love you seek
You shouldn’t see me
You shouldn’t know me
Like the earth you quake as you’re shifting
You need to want me
You need to need me

Because

Your broken soul
Has become infested
Don’t force your way close to me
Just because you’re
Socially rejected

No?
Yeah.

You’ll never hear me
You’ll never steer me
You parasite
Without me, you’re nothing
But you’ll never forget me
And you’ll always regret me
For I’ve become a better you
My private war that I wage against myself continues...

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