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 Apr 2015 alexithymia
NV
i'm telling you.
the clouds were meant for the ground.
but they hung themselves.
I'm here, I'm there,
your shadow, your hair.
Around every corner,
sitting on your shoulder.

You're here, You're there.
You've left me traces everywhere.
A scent in every room,
your face on the moon.

When i'm under the stars,
Lights vast like space,
The World shrinks.
Trapped within
Your Bell Jar.
Yet, Again
I Choke.

Your voice still haunts.
It speaks my wants. It pulls me back into,
the place in which I lost you.
I awake in haste, can't feel my face.
I try to feel something, but just feel nothing.
Like yesterday, I'm a ghost.
I fear the darkness.
I'm just a ghost, scared of the dark.

**-N.C.
 Dec 2014 alexithymia
Ann
Fall
 Dec 2014 alexithymia
Ann
Roses are wilted,
Violets are dead,
Leaves fall around us
As something gets stuck in our head.
The light beams onto the silver,
But quickly reflects-
Sooner rather then later,
I'll start to neglect-
Blades are silver
They look good on skin,
But listen before you begin,
Wait until the wind breaks
Before you let the blade
Fall.

— The End —