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 Jul 2017 James Scanlan
Rand
Dear depression
I'm writing to let you know
That I don't have anything else to give
You took away all my hope

What more do you want of me
The few breaths that I take?
They're not even for me I swear
I just don't want them to break
The ones who still care about me
Somehow you weren't able to push them away
I guess they're stronger than I'll ever be
But I don't want you to make them ache

Hurt me bruise me take my soul
But let my body here
For them , not me , I'm miserable at my best
But I can't let them live in fear

Dear depression
Please subside
We can live together
Just don't make me die
 Jul 2017 James Scanlan
Pax
im used to
being left
behind.
so it doesn't hurt anymore.

6words story.
 Jul 2017 James Scanlan
Petal
I was driving home last eve
She said,"Ma! Look! Tee hee! They
love
each other!"
To the left of the single lane,
in the tall golden hay,
sat a couple
She sat with her back to him,
between his legs
He, held her in his arms
as the sun sliced the sky
I stopped,
right on the road
Honey suckle blowing in the late breeze
I watched them,
We watched them
for just a bit
They loved each other

And all I wanted
was to be the honeysuckle
Oh wow! The daily! Thank you! I love you all<3<3
Day                         and                      night

Dark                   and                   light

     Sunset          and             twilight
  
are
on
the
same
planet
parallel
coexisting
but­
miles apart
seperated
by
moments
compliment
each other
and
so
we
are
 Jun 2017 James Scanlan
A
Love
 Jun 2017 James Scanlan
A
"I love you,"

I said.

He replied,

"Good night."

That night

I knew

what love was for me

was a dream to him
sad
You remind me of
The cold morning breeze
Embracing my skin
Through the rays of the sun.

You remind me of
The colors of the setting sun
Slowly transforming
Beyond my eyes.

You remind me of
A cup of coffee
Keeping me warm
On a cold night.

You remind me of
The moon shining so bright
With the stars resting
Up in the night sky.

You remind me of
A lot of things
In a lot of ways
In each waking moment.

You are
In everything,
Everywhere,
And in between.
 Jun 2017 James Scanlan
ryn
His Tale
 Jun 2017 James Scanlan
ryn
He stares long into the mirror
Only to see a tattered old book
Every page bears little he's proud of
Every morn he sees but dares not look

He's afraid of the stories
His memories would tell
He's ashamed of the scars
He'd known too well

Everyday he would only dress quickly
Before his demons would sing their claim
Everyday he'd battle the relentless sun
He'd persevere the day only night could tame
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