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 May 2015 lil' lolita
SG Holter
Cover your nerves.
Stop picking at scars to
Make them wounds again,

Healing is the super in
Superficial.
Dry your tears when looking

Back; you'll see yesterday more
Clearly.
Bitterness is darkness to

The blind, grenade shrapnel
In the body of a brave one now
Fallen.

Stand up and smile at the light;
There are many enough who bask in
The blackness of their history.  

You've fought.
Bled.
Cried rainstorms and tidal waves,

Run your hands across the view of Heaven
From the bellies of Hell shivering.
It takes courage to fall,

Grace to fly.
So fly.
It's as easy as trying.
I learn more about the importance of guarding my heart every time I open it. I am far too naive and hopeful, I love too easily and I am too quick to believe things people say to me. I see the best in people and even though I allow myself to see people’s true colors, I become blind to how dark the shades get. I am the grand optimist, because I lay on the dirt in the dark where people leave me and all I can look at is the stars. I am tired of being used to fill a void, because I am whole. I am a full moon, and every man I encounter is my phase; slowly, piece by piece I disappear, until I enclose entirely into the shadows. Today is another new moon.
© Victoria Jasmine
I remember touching your veins and breathing in the way you smelt
I cried at your cigarettes and the way you held your head on Sundays
I felt at home in your warmth
I watched the sea of freckles on your arm become my own
Your tears fell along both of our cheeks
I shared your oxygen and now I share the silence
If it takes my whole life
I promise I will hold you up
I'll carry you and throw the bottles away until you can carry yourself
Even if I never had a home I had a place to hide
I hope you find what you're looking for
You've taught me there's never a force on Earth like love
You've been locked in those rooms for all these years
Let's find the keys
I breathe because you held emotion before my lungs had formed
Held compassion for me before you ever met me
Warmed my heart in the coldest nights
© Victoria Jasmine
 Aug 2014 lil' lolita
kenzo
jealousy
 Aug 2014 lil' lolita
kenzo
i'm jealous of the last cigarette you smoked
that it got to soothe your pain
that it got to make itself at home in your lungs
because i couldn't soothe your pain even if i tried
and i can never leave finger prints on your skin again
i can never feel you again
and i'm jealous of the bed sheets you hung yourself with
they got to feel your warmth
because they got to cease your pain
and even if i tried i couldn't do that either
and your gone
and you're never coming back to say your final goodbye
and that's when i knew the cigarette meant more to you than me.
jealousy
Sometimes
when he sees the sky,
awash in its magical,
migratory color,
his heart heaves.
His hand twitches
with a burning desire
to hold the brushes
and translate
those mystic messages
written in the Heavens
to the blank canvases
waiting here on Earth.

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