My regulars

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A cup of hotly brewed tea
with a menthol roll
sitting on an ash tray
beside my widely opened book
of a guilty pleasure promise

Day dreaming of a cold weather
with pine trees covered in white softness
and a
waft of cinnamon
mixed with baked floured ginger

She spent days building ice castles in the sun
He spent days trying to light fire to his house in the rain.
She drank coffee laced with poison to nurse her soul back to health
He took tablets of visions so he could hide from himself.
And when they met the fires thrived
the poison killed
and the visions overcame
and the ice castles turned
to puddles

In my darkest nightmare
In the mirror I stare

I see my mouth stitched shut
My eyes glazed and wrists cut

No one around to see my pain
My tears and muffled cries in vein

Because I am more alone
Than I have ever known

Feeling nothingness gripping
Feeling my life now slipping

I whimper one last time
I write my one last rhyme

Lie on the floor awaiting death
And take my final fading breath

Her eyes express longing you cannot fathom
You try so very hard to cross that chasm
Knowing nothing else matters but reaching her
You dream of the day that connection will occur
She is something you can't and won't define
She is the definition of what you need
In the distance a hazy and vague outline
And somehow because of her your soul is freed
You miss her though she was never truly yours
As from your open mouth your broken heart pours
Words that try to capture that image so faint
She is a picture you could not ever paint

These are the nights I used to drink away
Sitting alone in my prison cell
But I am trying to stay sober every day
Still stuck in my own solitary hell
I want so badly to break free
I want to let loose all my dreams and nightmares
For everyone to see
But I honestly don't know that anyone cares
My skin itches and my body aches
And every day I hear that abuse calling me back
To stay here and stay safe is what it takes
To keep it all from fading to black
I struggle to even think that I can make it
Through this trial I choose
To continue to fake it
But I can't afford to lose

Dreary
Drizzly
Days
Drowning
Dilapidated
Daisies