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Ginny Vollor Aug 2018
All these kids are bleeding
And there ain't nobody stampeding
To do a thing but
Put a bandaid on the situation
Replace a conversation
But they forget that these kids
Cries sound just like a gat
Until bodies start hitting the mat

All these kids keep fighting
Cause they think it'll stop the pain
Remove the blame
But they don't realize
That the suffering won't cease
Until we stop muffling voices
And stepping on feet
Start walking to your own beat
And don't worry about the neighbors
Unless he doesn't have enough to eat
Ginny Vollor Aug 2018
In the morning you'll be gone
And I'll just linger a while in your space
Breathing in your ghostly scent on my pillow

Imaging myself as her
Making you dinner
Gathering the kids
Waiting for you to come home

But you won't be back here again
You won't sit at my table
Or laugh as I ruffle your hair
She'll do those things now
And I'll just be a distant dream
Ginny Vollor Aug 2018
You stood there
Soaking wet in the doorway
Muttering something about the weather
A stranger in our home
You looked as though you'd always belonged somewhere else
A permanent fixture in my life but always behind thick glass
You took off your coat
and hung it on the clothes line
Right next to your heart

Always the practical one
Ginny Vollor Mar 2018
So many voices
So many words
I can't think
So I scream
But even I don't hear
Anything but shouting
Of kids in the halls
Brothers and sisters
Cousins and neighbors
They all become muffled
Over the sound
Of someone pulling a trigger
Shooting a gat
Blasting away all the things
they were too ashamed to say
or maybe were too afraid
Ginny Vollor Jan 2018
If you were a bug,
I'd sweep you away.

If you were an infection,
I'd seek medical attention.

If you were burning bridge,
I'd cut you off completely.

If you were anyone else,
I'd have left long ago.
Ginny Vollor Jan 2018
day dreaming, there's music in my head
steps match the beat of the drums

a conductor in a grand orchestra

woken by the nightmare of your face
blood and oil pool the street

      run and hide she says
      there's no time to beg
      run and hide she says
      there's no time to plead

reflection of that knife
caught deep in the bone

last chance to say no

break through the bricks
never look back again

      better run he says
      there's no need to beg
      run home quick he says
      the dogs are out tonight
Ginny Vollor Apr 2017
I need you so badly
but you are not around

This is for you
this is just for you

I'll go to the ends of the earth
just to find you there

But when I get there
what will I say

I did this for you
I did this all for you

Everything I do is all for you
but you just choose to walk away

Pretend that I'm not around
maybe I'll disappear

This is all for you
This was always all for you

Maybe you'll pass by me years from now
I'll be with someone new

Pretending I don't need you
pretending I don't know you
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