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Andrew Gomez Apr 2020
You
Poetry is how I escape my mind...
I’m finding it hard to write this...
I kept deleting each sentence...
I wanted to make sure it was perfect...
Like you...
I want to repress my memories of you...
My mind plays jokes and laughs at me...
It seduces my heart and pulls on the strings...
I lost the key to my soul then you showed up...
You were the skeleton key...
You opened everything in me...
Now all I have is a loose door with squeaky hinges...
Thank you for changing my light when it was out...
Thank you for jump starting my heart...
It was slowly fading away...
Now it pumps because of you...
Thank you for everything...
Andrew Gomez Apr 2020
I have this garden of flowers...
The variety is beautiful...
My sunflower was taken...
Please water it everyday.
Please give it sunlight.
Please nurture it.
I lost my Sunflower. Please help me find her.
Andrew Gomez Mar 2020
The waves crash on the shore...
It buries everything under it...
The sand becomes soft...
Leave behind your footprints...
In time the wave will clear your path...
Look clear across the water at the horizon...
That warm glow behind the clouds...
Let it fuel your heart...
Lean towards it my sunflower...
In time everything will fall in place...
My Sunflower...
Andrew Gomez Mar 2020
I’m at that
Moment where
Death seems right
And living is suffering
Andrew Gomez Feb 2020
I’d
Rather live with
The hurtful truths
Than beautiful lies.
Andrew Gomez Feb 2020
You come at me in my sleep...
I dream what you tell me to dream...
You control my thoughts and manipulate my movement...
There are these things I hear but don't want to see...
People tell me certain things that I ignore...
I put all my effort into you and yet I feel distant...
You tell me you love me but how can I be sure...?
I go to water you and help you grow...
You reject my thoughts and mind...
We are supposed to grow and become one...
At this point I fear not commitment but time...
Andrew Gomez Feb 2020
I lay my life down but not with my soul...
I make ready my weapon of choice...
I can fit eleven in the clip and one in the chamber...
This ammo is designed to make you fear for your life...
A hollow point to make your soul vanish...
I pull the trigger and the life has ended...
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