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Gabi Brock Mar 2020
I pour my emotions
onto whatever will take them
and then, when they evaporate
they form clouds

eventually
they will get too heavy
and  I will
r a i n
when you can't hold it in any longer
  Mar 2020 Gabi Brock
Ruheen
Crank up the volume,

So you can't hear a thing,
So nothing can get through,

And nothing can get out,

And you can't hear yourself,
And then you fall asleep.

Isn't that just the best thing,

That you could feel?
Wherever you are,

That peace and quiet?

Because when the music's loud
Your thoughts are silent.
...
  Mar 2020 Gabi Brock
Marc Pruchnitzky
I will make your wait worthwhile.

With every moment and every smile.

You just keep flipping that hour glass making sure that no moments pass.

We'll hold on to what's true, we'll always say I love you.

We'll hold each others hand as we sprint through the grass, and fall in the leaves as the summers pass.

Skating on through this endless time, watching the snowflakes and seeing you shine.

We'd watch as seasons flew.

we both know that I’d stay until I’d turn gray and the nights fadeaway because i cherish those moments with you.

We'd stay until the day that one of us would say that I'll be waiting for you.

As time goes by and the seasons fly by our strong lovers story would be through.

They’d smile at the day when they could lay down and say don't worry I've come back to you.
Gabi Brock Mar 2020
Behind my mask
I am a window
Set in a wall
You look right through me

Behind my mask
I am a flower
Slowly unfolding
Finding the beauty in my flaws

Behind my mask
I am a shadow
Quiet and observant
Always there in times of need

Behind my mask
I am a bubble
Easygoing and light
Set off at the slightest change in pressure
What you don't know
Gabi Brock Mar 2020
I held you
once
in a daydream

I feel you
here
a phantom embrace

I see you
made up scenarios
cloud my thoughts
covering the sun
my rationality

I will never
ever
let the sun back in
as long as you reside
in the skyline of my mind
When you want somebody
Gabi Brock Mar 2020
Take me to your doll house
Let me see your shelves
What is in your drawer
What will you not tell?

I wish to see the tattered
the broken and the flawed

I wish to be your keeper
Let me through your walls
I want to know you better than you know yourself
Gabi Brock Mar 2020
You promised not to break it
The promise that you made
Now the shattered pieces
are embedded in my hands
I held on way too tightly
to your promises to me
you said you wouldn't break it
I guess that must mean
that I broke your promise
the pieces made me bleed
when they break a promise

— The End —