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Jerika Cori May 2011
The past year seems nothing more then a blur, constant changes, and endless faces, where did our time go,

Something lost,

Once something with potential, you turned your back and walked a dead trail, you’ll see her face and the world turns a dull gray, you’ll end your days with nothing but endless memories,

And promising ways,

You promised the world and all that you could, till I broke your back with my endless ways, you found another, and with her deceit and demanding ways you will disappear, no trace, no goodbye,

Dreaming of a simple hello,

The days with you seem like nothing more then a endless hope and dream, that cant be replaced, puzzle pieces, hopeing, needing, wanting, endless, something that plagues and weighs, I have no words for you,

No deceit,

Maybe I dream to long and sleep to long, hope seems to be the enemy, in this never ending war that buries it weight in my thoughts, and brings lost things that aren’t meant to be found,

Remembered.
Jerika Cori May 2011
To wander these empty streets,
One must wonder,
Why we wander,
The soul is empty and the heart is pinned to the ground,
We are worthless till we breathe the worth of others,
And demand what they know,
We’ll steal your last breath, and carry on your worth,
For the world never stops for one death, nor love,
It just keeps turning and devouring, my mind never ceases,
Will you ever know the depths of the ocean,
Or the stars that never cease in their devotion,
Wander, do you ever wonder,
Maybe the lost are just trying to find a breath to steal,
And sleep at night beneath devotion our hearts will never know,
The tide sweeps in and with the souls that never breathed,
We dance on the wet sand and praise what we can only guess at,
While chasing unopened dreams,
The heart must grow to find the ends of the world,
Jerika Cori Mar 2011
You kinda make me sick,
Anger boils, chokes, and spills outward, forward, onward,

The promises taste like lies,
And your spoken truths turn to evil winged whispers, 
Shouting, I'm shouting, outrage pooling, spilling, out onto the toes of the ones you make claims of love to,

The dolls you fashion to your wishes,
She'll never taste like me, breathe or replace me,
She's only a false, And your false lies will only spill, outward, forward, onward,

She'll watch your moves, chart your lives, make a dream of reality,  cut out, replace, reform, and make you hers, till your anger spills and the walls fall,  and reality crashes in like unwanted news, 

And I'll sit and watch, as you dream of things floating in the winds of the winter, and my name slips past, and you touch my hate, and it spills, outward, forward, onward.
Jerika Cori Mar 2011
Fall into the sea,
Drown in the sky,
A world of nothing,
Everything,
It's time to say goodbye,
Take a breath,
Leap on faith,
Pray for the ground,
Hope for wings,
And the rushing screams all around,
The colors bleed to black,
Remember, Reminisce, Forgive,
Keep running, keep pushing,
Hope never truely dies,
It will only be the end.
Jerika Cori Mar 2011
To the writings that belong on the walls but whisper in our shadows, the darkness will be our out, And the demons will come, With endless triumph we dance among the fools graves,rejoice in the endless sky, The moon shines with compassion, We worship her grace, We whisper words on the walls, And bare our shadows,
Jerika Cori Mar 2011
Worry eats my gut, 
The zombie stance we all assume, 
Has pulled you under,
Due to another, 
Sleep pulls from beneath,
And demands to be follwed down,
How to cure what's been revealed,
Follow the white rabit,
Enter Alice, enter dream land,
Sleepless and deranged,
I need something,
Or someone,
To reach in and pull my mind asleep, and bring peace,
The rot of worry eats what's left.
Jerika Cori Mar 2011
With adventures that never seem to last, I miss you already, Never grown so attached while fighting, Words seem to get lost when I speak, And sleep drags beneath, But the cold holds me to, The heat of yesterday has departed, my dreams with it, my skin remembers, my mind in replay, I'm drifting in the heat.
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