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The heart, full of hatred
Hardened with tarred emotions
It does not beat with rhythm of Love
Discolored beyond recognition
Pumping thick fluid of crass
Across all veins in the body
Paralyzing the mind and the limbs
Finally, hatred suffocates
Unable to breathe the fresh hope
As the body is full of vicious hatred
Asphyxiating the last breath of hope
To revive the chances of Love again
Hatred wins, and the soul, succumbs**



© Amitav (Radiance)
 May 2014 James Jarrett
Taylor
it's been over 27 days since you last touched me.

my skin cells are all new now,
like you were never here at all.
Skin cells replace themselves after 27 days. It's been 33.
 May 2014 James Jarrett
Taylor
i would rather let the memories i held so close to my heart fester and **** me, as a wound, than lose them. because losing these pieces of the past would mean losing any ghost of you that i may have left.
and i don't care that it hurts. i'd rather suffer with the memories than lose all of you.
 May 2014 James Jarrett
Taylor
i would never ask you to return to the hell that is my mind, but i can't help but resent you for leaving me alone in here.
 May 2014 James Jarrett
anonymous
"i've never been this sad before,"
she cries, the tears burning her cheeks like acid
they say words can never hurt you
but she's never been so hurt in her life
she feels the sorrow overflowing in her brain
her lungs
her heart
the shattered glass lays on her floor
as she weeps underneath the sound of a running bath
knocks on the door pierce through the silence
apologies- which real or not- drift through one ear
and out the other
she doesn't want broken promises and meaningless apologies
she wants happiness
Like a spider crawling against my veins
Poisoning my body
Shattering the cells beneath my skin
Into shadows of dust
A sewn heart cracks open
Flooding me in puddles of scarlet silk
Dripping as I fall like pixels of a broken image
Disappearing into a dark infinity
The flames between our souls extinguish into oblivion.
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Shaking like a train down its tracks
Contemplating two sides...
One a fantasy
One a reality.
Breaking down the barriers of fear
Lonliness through the crowds
Insecurities followed by depression
My unemotional mindset spiraling into a disaster.
Flipping the script to a sunlit view
...where the clouds drift smoothly...
...when I feel my pulse beat through my skins blush...
...when the stars gleam through my eyes...
Without an alternative.
Going back to sanity
Home, where I belong...
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