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 May 2016 Paul Butters
thobile
It's determined not
By your flow of words
Nor the rhymes
That makes a rhythm
Those are countless

It's by the courage
You simply give
To the new ones
For that shows
The love of poetry

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 May 2016 Paul Butters
Neo
Temptation crawls into my thoughts,
Like a micro- bug,
Planting seeds of inception

& suddenly these wants are birthed.

First,
I kind of wanted to get drunk
&
I kind of wanted to message you.
Now
I want to hold you so tight
the walls between my chest, lungs & heart could break.
I want you to set free these wild creatures behind rib cages,
I can not tame them but, like whales, they sing for you.

However
While in my heart I feel that I should,
in my head I know that I shouldn’t.

So tonight
    I’ll sleep
& awake with regret.

The sad part is
Not that I’ll be regretful
for ever contemplating
these forbidden thoughts

But knowing that I did not perform them.

M
 May 2016 Paul Butters
Neo
To be honest
I was playing the guitar for you the whole time


but

I knew you had a thing with this dude
& he seems cool.


So I was just gonna keep playing this guitar song until my guitar broke...
M
Dance,
Dance your life away.
Those who danced,
We're thought to be insane.
They'll lock you up
they'll strap you in,
To only see four walls a day.
Thoughts are vague,
Oh these thoughts are vague!
Words are mutiny,
To the proper face.
Mad,
I have gone mad: Yes!
Like turning tables,
And criticism is like playing
musical chairs in my head.
When she kisses death,
Oh she kisses death!
Pluck out an eyelash and make a wish,
Because I am the bleeding scab
that you constantly pick.
A view of terror,
What a beautiful sight.
We are all dancing,
Dancing until we die.
Amazing nature keeps calling
Greets and wakes me every morning
Song it sings differs from others
Pleases me with its own druthers
Boosts my spirits with out failing

Keeps changing as per its timing
Gives enough room for my musing
Wonderful things that it triggers
Amazing nature

In seasons, it remains blooming
Though its changing keeps me grooming
Thrilled I shall be when it answers
Adds essence for my new ventures
For ever it keeps me guessing
Amazing nature
 May 2016 Paul Butters
summer
I want to write a poem,
a poem reflecting everything i am,
everything i feel right now.

But to put into words,
something that i can't even say out loud,
is as emotionally exhausting as it gets.

My life spent trying soo hard,
to make other's happy and okay,
because they deserve it.

My days spent trying to look happy,
forcing a smile while over-thinking everything,
because they watch me.

My nights spent wanting to tear at my skin to stop the pain,
crying myself to sleep while thinking about how unhappy someone i know is,
because i care too much.

I think too much about it,
about him, them, you,
why?

I want to forget about the darkness eating me alive,
day by day and night by night,
why can't i just give up?

Everyday i remember everything he said to me,
every waking moment we spent together,
i want to forget it all.

Everyday i can't forget the constant pain,
the nausea and shaking,
why won't this stop?

Everyday i wake up and stare,
stare at the wall,
what's wrong with me?

Everyday i am scared,
that i am not good enough,
maybe i'm not.

Everyday i am scared,
that people hate me and maybe they do,
but doesn't someone love me for me?

Everyday it's a struggle,
to get out of bed and put on make up and force myself to eat,
and then put on a smile.

I want to write a beautifully sad poem,
about all this,
but how can i when i don't understand it all?
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