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 Apr 2019 Ithaca
Lost in my Head
?
 Apr 2019 Ithaca
Lost in my Head
?
I    just
                want                you               
to                        tell
me                       one
                         god
                       ****
                    simple
            yet
         so
          confu-
          -sing
         thing.

         why
        ?
My first go at shape poetry, doesn’t flow super great but I don’t hate it too much
 Apr 2019 Ithaca
Loser
I told you to do what you wanted, to make your own choice, and you left me alone.
So I sat by the lake by myself and sang a song about how you let me cave in.

later, when the sun was fully submerged under the lake water, and my sadness had left me, you came back to me in that same spot,
and gave me a memory of a waltz, a kiss, and a reason to smile. I will truly never forget.

On the walk back, with my bare feet pressed against the concrete and my converse swinging by my side, I thought about how you have such a beautiful way of influencing my emotions like the pendulum they are.

It wouldn’t be living  if there wasn’t some sadness.
you made me sad, then happy. thanks.
 Apr 2019 Ithaca
Lost in my Head
Be free my lonesome, wandering mind
For you have taken the toll for too long

Be free my aching, pilgrim heart
For you have searched for a lost love too long

Be free my helpless, shaking soul
For you have suffered the cold and dark too long

Be free my crippling, growing fears
For you have crushed me too long

Be free my loving, trembling self
For you have felt this pain too long
Hey things are kinda better, it’s been a good day
 Apr 2019 Ithaca
Ray Dunn
And as it appears,
I’ve gone and lost my mind and
can’t remember where
I love scrolling through the trending page and seeing the same ten people likong literally every poem on there (guilty)
 Apr 2019 Ithaca
lillium
blend in
 Apr 2019 Ithaca
lillium
she will never blend in with the crowds
they plant golden thorns on her as a crown
a sign of mending hearts and broken trust
she will never blend in, don't ask her twice.
 Apr 2019 Ithaca
Ciel Noir
I took          a trip
I took                a look
That tree could read me
Like                      a book
And                 open me
Like a             library
Cipher      in the
Sanctuary
Deeper
Still deeper
Inside the place
Where           secret
Knowledge         hides
The twin snakes ladder
Necklace              chain
Make life        by any
Other           name
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