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 Jun 2018 mickey finn
mel
you are galaxies
with cosmic reason
sewn into the corners
of your soul
let time be an illusion
and this heaviness
not yours to hold

because
you are not broken
you are e v e r y t h i n g
all your dreams encrypt your genes
all you seek is already within you—
the journey, the destination, the stars,
the Love, the moon, me, God,
all you hope to ever be,
your lovers eyes, the lies they speak,
roads you wander, Love you leak,
every mountain trail you lead—
all other versions of you (and me)

don’t you see?
the Miracle you are?
you've come so far
from way past mars
and the Light
that guides you
hOMes your heart
I love your hands
So beautiful
So strong
The way your fingers dance
upon the fretboard
as you play a song
The tenderness in your fingers
as they caress my cheek
something you always do
before drifting off to sleep
The warmth
of your hand
as I take yours in mine
As we stroll through the bush
birds singing
the weather fine
How gentle they are
As you hold
our grandbaby in your arms
Nurturing
full of love
and always so calm
Playing the guitar
made your hands strong
I love their beautiful shape
your loving fingers long
Never was into hands until I met my husband
 Jun 2018 mickey finn
mumu
I have these friends
Talks to me at 2AM
I want you to meet them

She's Clara
She knows my deepest secrets
Reminds me when I'm at lowest

Meet Winnie
She loves to talk about my future
Telling how I'm going to be a failure

This is Kisses
She knows every part of my body
Repeating how it is so ugly

There is also Marco
Who's fascinated about space
And he told me I'm universe's waste

Say hi to Sisa
She's a good listener and influencer
If I cut myself, I will be better

They love when I say "STOP"
Voices turns into scream
Left with tears and hallowed dream
It is crazy, to name the voices in your head that always kills you at 2AM.  They are maybe my demons, but they are still me, a part of me that I wish someday will be gone. Forever.
 Jun 2018 mickey finn
JP
You borrow the books without  knowing you are separating the friends in shelf.
How much of these books
going to fill your eyes?
when you going to stop reading and start writing
More than few years
Watching you every day in library, there your heart looking for spark..
Me
Like a subject observing the object but for the past few month you never came..
Now, observer became observed..
I hobbied myself in nearby library. Where she came looking for something and I looked for something in her. She was beautiful when she is with books. She deals books like her children's. Not once, she listen to my eyes..Now, She stop coming.... But am waiting in library everyday not for her but chew her memories..
She paints a pretty picture
she says the nicest things
outside she's always smiling
though demons live within.

She wears the latest fashion
Is surrounded by her friends
She goes to all the parties
but the torment never ends

She always feels so helpless
while alone beneath the stars
She paints a pretty picture
the girl with all the scars.
 Jun 2018 mickey finn
Xyns
isolate
 Jun 2018 mickey finn
Xyns
I wiped the slate clean
No strings
No attachments

I don’t need those things
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