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 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
Tilly
once,
i held tight to
your words they filled
              this                  emptiness                  w­ith love  & passion  
    promises  you blew 
  hot blasted air
     a-drifting  
&
  i'm
      f    
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                                n                
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                                                                ­  O
 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
Erin Lewis
Lonely isle in a deep blue sea
Like the lonely child
Deep inside of me

Searing stars in the midnight sky
Like the searing scars, white,
Where the blood has dried

Lingering presense in the darkened night
Like the linging essence
Of the forboding fright

Sinister whispers burn in the cold crisp air
Like the sinister embers
In my empty stare

Haunting screams in the abysmal deep
Like the haunting dreams
That terrorize my sleep
Silence as he goes down the steps
he knows he musn't wake
his mother who sleeps upstairs
he musn't wake his sisters or his brothers

He opens the door to the bathroom
and Sees his reflection
UGLY, STUPID, WORTHLESS
Words like these bounce around his mind

His skull is a bouncy house and more words keep piling in
Wanting a chance to jump high
He opens the cupboard and sees the pills
A bottle of painkillers the doctor gave to his sister

He creeps back to his room
Slient like a night cat
and he sits on his bed with the note right beside
Sorry for being such a dissapointment, sorry for causing pain, I am gone now don't worry anymore i will longer I have to be a burden
he opens the cap and he can feel that he wants to cry

he pours the pills into his hand and takes each one
one at a time
I am gone, gone forever never to return again
No longer have to be a disapointment
I can be who I want to be after death
No longer having to feel less
No longer I have to be stong
*As I sing the sucide Song
A thought of this came up. just went with it.
 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
Erin Lewis
Silvery flakes fall
Glittering in the pale light
Of the full moon

The raven flies
On silent wings
A silent shadow
In the quiet night

Only a quiet whisper
A single dreamer's voice
A single hopeful song
Echoes through the shadows

A silvery wish
Glittering in the pale light
Of the full moon
 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
Erin Lewis
I stood watching the rain
From beneath the shallow shelter
Of a ledge outside my doorway

They said it was nearly freezing
But the cold didn't touch me,
And the rain barely brushed me

I stood watching the world
From beneath the shallow shelter
Of my wealthy life

They said children were dying
But the worry didn't touch me
And their pain barely brushed me

I stood watching the icy rain
But the only thing truly frozen
Is the place where my heart
Lies sheltered beneath a shallow life
Of cold money and lies
 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
Erin Lewis
Close my eyes,
Breathe soft and deep.
Feel the music
Wash over me.

Release my worries
Step away from life
Sway with the rhythm
Dance in the light

Close my eyes
I don't need to see
The music surrounding
Shows the world to me

Music is my voice
When I cannot speak
Music is my sight
When I don't need to see
From the look on your face
I can tell that I did something wrong
I look through my mind
trying to go through all the mental files
But can't find a single word or action that tells me


I can feel the ice that is brought from your eyes
I feel like I am not wanted in your presences
I know that I did no wrong to you or to anyone you love
So why do I feel like you think I Did

I want to talk to you but fear being shut down
Fear of being brought to the ground
Fear of being blamed for everything
But I must talk for if you do not like me
For something you think I did
I must know what it is so I can set the record straight
Cause I did nothing wrong, I did nothing
 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
Jane
conformity
Is the Way
that Threats are removed
no Differences
no Surprises
no Other Way
no Better Way
no Competition
conformity
gets rid
of Threats
like
Creativity
like
Spontaneity
like
Diversity
don't be individual
when you can
conform
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