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 Nov 2014 pat
Trey Evans
With all the things on my chest, I can hardly breathe
With all the things in front of me, I can hardly see
But it’s easy to see that my emotions get the better of me
Can’t help but admit I let love get the better of me
My heart tears kinda easy, believe me
Your words cut deep, and I bleed immediately
If I die, know that my heart still beats for you
Still wanting to find a spiritual connection with you
But you’re connected with another soul
Another whole mess I put my heart in
So to hell with the love that I put my heart in
Me and the leftover pieces of my being
Will try to make the most of being a human being
written 7/17/10
 Nov 2014 pat
Kenshō
God of Hypnos
 Nov 2014 pat
Kenshō
I'll walk backwards through a mirror of smoke;
Convert my form into energy and transcend.
Empty in an ocean of ****** bliss,
Conceptual ideas are split in two.

Soft and rounded are the edges here,
Damp and full are the colors spilt ~
Melodic is even the wind of my haven!

What use is it..
This haven is our home!
Cleared could the smoke be,
By the beauty of universal unity..

Language is just a symbol,
when you understand its form.
But what could be said of the
beautiful emptiness from which it is born?

That is what I mean,
the moment of fullness
found in between.
It's like the mind of God
manifests through living dream!
not even sure
 Nov 2014 pat
Jason Cirkovic
Your nickname should be irises
Because I can't stop looking at them
**** those eyes
Tracing the outline on my face
Laying here
On this lucky Bed
God stopped time
Because he wants to see this
Just you and me
Under the moonlight’s love
The look on your eyes
Makes me drawn to your eyes
Our lips hug
Passing secrets about love and passion
Right now
Here with the moon
Casting its spell on us
Telling us to just keep kissing
Because time has stop
Baby we don't need watches
Watching our every moment.
Trying to catch that next moment.
That moment is here
Right now
Under the moonlight
I see your goose bumps
Parading on your body
All you need me to do
is to kiss them all.
I start on your neck
As you giggle
From the fact that my stubbles
Has stumbled on my neck.
I nibble your ear
So I can interfere
With your whispering
That seem to match
With the noise of my kisses.
My lips investigate the beautiful canvas
As you squirm.
Your breath leaves your lungs impatiently
As your sigh crawls down my neck.
I get on your body,
Skin on skin,
The connection of skin
Gives us chills.
Your fingerprints leaves stains
Of goose bumps
That I don't want to leave as you
The pillow sheets
Are strangled by your hands.
After the pillows can't handle anymore stress
You send valleys
Down my back
With your nails
Collecting all of the
Sweet memories
Of this moment.
Of your eyes
Looking at me
The sweat
Crawling down my back.
I say baby
Lets drink some more
Of the moon’s potion
And fall under the moonlight love.
 Nov 2014 pat
Tara India
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 Nov 2014 pat
Tara India
I walked and walked, until I was nearly running;
As if I could match the pace inside my head
And as if I could leave these racing thoughts
Behind me; that calm would come and that,
As I raced frantically on, they would shed
As the pounds dropping from my waist.

I let my hands turn to ice, and I prayed
That the cold chill would creep inside,
And numb my heart as before; that I could
Freeze all these dark desires, and the ache
In my limbs would comfort me; and once
Again I'd find freedom in the empty air.
 Nov 2014 pat
Tara India
Turmoil.
 Nov 2014 pat
Tara India
What to say when I've been tearing up my skin
To match the voices that have torn me within
I'm confused at how to really explain
That staying alive requires a dose of pain
Anxiety rips through me like a storm
And I thank the gods I was forewarned
That the plan was born over a day ago
And though I can't fight I can let them know
And my safety can be removed from my hands
I pray I find someone who understands
As I sit bleeding and shaking and broken down
Why I am unable to turn my life around
All I see these days is a cavernous hole
Gaping and pulling and tormenting my soul
I don't know how to convey my feelings of doubt
Of how I can only see this one way out
How I can't see a future or anything ahead
And my mind races and wants me dead
I can't see myself ever really living
When this cold light is so unforgiving
I don't know what to say so I stay quiet
But don't presume there is calm in my silence
Don't assume I am okay when sitting still
I'm planning and I'm treating with devils
Selling my soul for some kind of relief
The scratches and hunger are no release
Not really or at least not good enough
Why do I feel so undeserving of love
So worthless each and every day
I suppose that's why I can't change my ways
Why I feel as though I'm dying inside
Why I see my only option as suicide.
I found this, written in the week leading up to my last attempt, and it made me so sad and scared.
 Nov 2014 pat
Gloria Bernard
When love is being born,
The world is announcing,
The blooming birth of love,
That's unstoppable, racing.

Love is like a storm,
Intruding into your heart,
Infuriating passions,
Building bridges inside.

But, sadly, sometimes...
It can't find its own home.
In the hearts of two people,
Where love shall be grown.

When two hearts don't meet,
One goes left, one goes right.
The power of love fades,
Dwelling deep, deep inside.
September, 2002
 Nov 2014 pat
kailasha
You came over and
sat next to me
I froze the moment
and that is where
i'll be.
Did this actually even happen? Nobody knows :P
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