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 Apr 2020 joel hansen
trin
he tells me
that i’m good
i’m important
i’m loved

she tells me
that i’m kind
i’m funny
i’m sweet

he tells me
that i’m amazing
i'm beautiful
i’m understanding

they all tell me
that i’m easy to love
easy to want
easy to know

i tell myself
that i’m annoying
i’m too much
i’m hard to love

i don’t understand why i can’t see what they see
 Apr 2020 joel hansen
Epiphylllum
“I’ll be right back” –He said with a voice I could barely hear–
Trembling with the fear he would never return, I felt pain in my chest.

He returned when the sun was setting with a smile in his face. The one I loved the most

“I’ll be right back” –He said and left me with a farewell kiss in my forehead–

I woke up already crying with an agonizing pain in my heart
A poem about a dream and a person from the depths of 2016
 Mar 2020 joel hansen
Zywa
Confused
 Mar 2020 joel hansen
Zywa
Maybe
it was a dream, fairy-tale
real for him

when he came in and saw me
lying on the bed
without waking up

Maybe
he first looked for a while
until it, all of a sudden, happened by itself

and was done quickly
I screamed
and he fled confusedly

Maybe
he wanted to stay, satisfied, to continue
enjoying my sleeping beauty

A voice asked where we were
I walked out, through the garden
and overlooked the street
Collection “Webgarden”
once upon a time
maybe i was sane
once upon a time
maybe i wasn't to blame

once upon a time
maybe i could communicate
once upon a time
maybe i could think straight

once upon a time
maybe i could see
once upon a time
maybe it wasn't just me
3/24/2020
 Mar 2020 joel hansen
Nigel Finn
These are the hands that will guide you to greatness,
These are the hands that will stay through the years,
These are the hands that will celebrate good times,
And these are the hands that will wipe away tears.

These are the hands that will love you forever;
When you are weak they will help you feel strong,
And, right now, since these hands are entwined together
These hands are precisely where they belong
Recently I was asked to write and perform a hand-binding wedding ceremony for two of the loveliest people I know while I was dressed as a dragon. It's definitely one of the best things I've ever done, and I doubt I'll ever do anything like it again! This is the poem I wrote for the special moment.
 Mar 2020 joel hansen
soft
Burn out
 Mar 2020 joel hansen
soft
Im sitting here with my heart
right up in my throat
and I swallow,
These last few days have just been so low
and I don’t know if I have the strength
that I need to climb out right now
I keep digging myself deeper
and fill my hole with liquid courage
to make me forget that I have none
This is just another episode to ride out
but man, I’m so f*cking tired of crashing
Please let this pain pass soon.
 Mar 2020 joel hansen
Gray
you get a call
it’s too early
but too late all at once

you get a call
it is after midnight
he has the bottle in hand

you get a call
it is early morning
the pills are down his throat

you get a call
it’s one am
he tells you not to worry

you get a call
you don’t know how to feel
he says he’s done the bottle
(you don’t know if he means the pills or the water)

you get a call
you don’t know what to do

you get a call
it ends too soon
based off the time when my friend called me during a suicide attempt
 Mar 2020 joel hansen
Luna Maria
the silence
hurts more
than the
words
I get replaced so easily
don't get me wrong
even if I'm just a dream
i'll be by your side
through thick and thin

do you know?
there's blindness
in everything that dies
and maybe that's what has kept me from leaving

i fear the darkness
it sticks to me while the weather holds
and that fear amplifies
the more time draws near

don't get me wrong
i don't want to leave
i think
I feel vincible? as always
Can I falter? almost constantly
Am I useless? well sometimes
Am I together? never
Am I content? seldom
Can I change? everyday
Am I steady? just barely
Fall to pieces? still missing
Am I lost? most definitely
Anyone for you? no one
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