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Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
something's been crawling all over the inside of my skin
it's you
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
when blind men go walking, what do they see
but the backs of their eyelids, a shadow of me
and much is the same, my own personal state
with vision so blurred that i too can relate
i wish i could say that this wasn't the case
but i keep on failing to walk in your grace
mechanical movements are all i can make
practiced so often they're without mistake
but i almost hope that my body will rust
decompose fully and turn into dust
for then i'll be carried by wind once again
to places i've seen in the past but have left
and this time i promise that i will not leave
until i can guide with the sight i receive
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
I carried you eternally before the world began
I've let the love that gave us life continue to expand
You may have doubted just as I, that this was all in vain
But I am certain what we've felt is purpose-driven pain
And though I've not admitted this - it's hell when we're apart

A fire I can only bear because you're in my heart

It's here that I have found myself, enveloped in your light
The only place I've truly seemed to shed my fear of sight
For everything that you've revealed has made me who I am
Creation's pure epitome of how the world began
I've seen Love, an all-consuming fire.
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
I want to watch the world go by until I close my eyes
                                                                ­                           I figure my eternity will somehow move aside
I know I can't assume these things but still I wonder why
                                                             ­             I like to entertain this thought although it makes me cry
I find myself in hot pursuit of wings, that I may fly
                                                                ­                I want to feel the wind caress my feathers in the sky
I muster up the patience but I barely have to try
                                                             ­                         I mitigate the sense of fear that tells me I will die
I turn my head from side to side and speak a final time
                                                            ­                   *I tell the world I want to go but will not say goodbye
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
move in with me.
i can't, i'm seeing someone else.
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
the day will come when what I say
will scatter you or make you stay
but I'll not fear no matter what
and keep my mouth from closing shut
the truth will flow in ebbs and tides
from all the depths of my insides
and let this be the test of love
that what is uttered bares a dove
see, it will fly around our hearts
restore in full these body parts
in preparation for the change
we undergo in our final stage
so tire not, oh moving tongue
as you reveal who we're among
title taken from Paolo Nutini's Last Request
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
It's 40 days
I haven't slept
I cannot seem
To find a bed
That tucks away
My soul's unrest
I wander on
A desert stretch
The sand removes
My saltiness
I'm dry and pale
These feet attest
And true fatigue
I'll reach still yet
To drink might quell
The emptiness
But fever plagues
My hollow chest
In seeking dreams
The stones collect
And I find hope
Inside my head
To carry on
I must ingest
The very thoughts
My mind has bred
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