drowsy thoughts creep behind heavy lids
unaware
somehow slid
in between
an eye for an eye
I will drip dry
like tears that dont want to be wiped
away
sway
in and out
until the day and the night
fade into
a spectrum of light
that I just might
mesh souls
awaiting the hold
of the moon

wind whips around a body
      standing high upon a cliff
  they're not scared
                    and if they are
         other emotions are hiding it
conflicting thoughts
    all revolving around
                the jump, or fall
looking over the edge
   water tumbles
           crashes, water sprays
  rocks are pummelled by salt water
picked on, shoved, drowned
                the person glances to the sky
  the sun is setting
       they smile
a pretty last sight to see
                               clouds aren't very thick
  it'll be a cold night
            they remove their shoes
  the ones they hurriedly shoved on
      before fleeing the door
looking up again
           smiling
    they take a slight run
extending their arms
          like a bird
       or plane, ready for take-off
  they fly
                for a split second they're free
    no one can control them now
they're away, never returning
          smiling as they fly into the sun set

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i want to fly

everything's funny
everything hurts
and it will all be gone
in the morning

coming
coming home
and you know i
walk
this road
for you i would
come
come home
you can't leave
wait
i'm alone
without you
breathe
for me
you have to
save
save me
before i
f
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"it'll get easier"
they say
"holidays won't be so hard forever"
they say
"christmas will be better next year"
they say
"it won't hurt so much after a while"
they say
"mom'll come back someday"
they say
"she'll come to her senses"
"she'll realize her mistake"
"she'll miss her family"
"the kids won't forget about their big sister"
"she won't disappear again"
"you're gonna be fine"
"it'll all sort itself out"
"just be patient"
"it was your dad's fault"
"she was crazy"
"give it time"
they say.

they
(whoever they are)
do a lot
of talking
but not enough
to make today
feel alright
because i can't look anywhere
without seeing us down by the lake
with watermelon dripping down our chins
and scraggly weeds
growing inbetween the rocks

i miss that thing i used to have

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Depression:*
an impression,
       on your soul
Left by something horrible

When did you stop loving me?
She whispered into the wind that ran through the trees
When did you stop loving me?
She wept into the deepest sea that swallowed everything whole
When did you stop loving me?
She sadly mumbled into the darkest of nights that absorbed every glimmer of light