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pyrdx May 2013
oh darling,
your words changed my perspective;
they added a new dimension
to my boring daily life.

your words
send me to a whole new place;
a place i have yet to name.

your words
mended my broken heart,
gave me hope when i was on the edge;
i was was so near to jumping -
abandoning this obstacle of life.

your words,
they give me infinite bliss;
a feeling i fear of losing.

oh darling,
you're my favorite poet;
one that i will never forget,
i will remember your words for eternity -
for they lead me through my somber days,
like a firefly in the evening sky.
pyrdx May 2013
you walk to the bridge,
biting the skin on your fingers,
tremulous hands,
long brown hair whisking in the wind.

the way you walk,
is filled with determination;
emotionless to the core,
stride after stride,
no thoughts in where you're going
for there is no turning back.

the time is now,
no reason to back out.
you've made it this far;
all that is left
is to cease the deed.

place your bag on the floor,
step up on the railing,
cold wind blowing around,
spread your wings far and wide;
and get ready to fly.

no more cares in the world,
the wind picks up speed,
hair whipping your face;
nothing matters this day
for there is only one way.

no jumping involved,
you let gravity do it all
you are flying now,
but unlike a bird;
for birds don't usually go down.
pyrdx May 2013
i would be lost with yours words,
for they fill all the empty spaces
in my broken soul.
your words bring  me to out of my melancholic life
and place in me blissful dream.
pyrdx May 2013
reading can be a very dangerous thing,
you fall in love,
with people who don't exist,
and memories that never happened.
pyrdx May 2013
Sitting in a coffee shop,
enjoying the spring day.
Men and women rustling about,
taxis driving side by side.
Oh, there goes a man,
with his arms glued to his side.
And just a few steps behind him,
is a woman dressed for success.
Men and women walking,
as if they have a train to catch.
No lost looks on any faces,
besides a few that are sitting on corners.
Dirt is dancing beside,
all these quick moving feet.
This seems like one big race,
one where everyone refuses to be beat.
Although there is no trophy,
nothing to be won.
No one is a statue in this city,
there is always a place to be;
for in this city,
sleep is a very uncommon thing.
The day is flying by,
as I sip my cup of joe
for I’m the only person in this city,
who has no place to go.
pyrdx May 2013
she loved the ocean so much,
she tied stones to her ankles
and jumped in.
she never came back.
pyrdx May 2013
if the clouds ever begin to cry
umbrellas open up to catch their tears,
jackets repel their sorrows,
and bags protect black ink
from running down the pages.

now the clouds are crying,
harder than ever before;
no umbrella, jacket or bag
could stop these sorrowful tears
from soaking all that lays below.
pyrdx May 2013
since i was little
i've always heard people say
the good die young
but i never understood it until
the lead singer of my favorite band died at twenty three
or when
my best friend jumped from a bridge at the age of thirteen
pyrdx May 2013
i no longer know
if i wish to drown myself
in love,
*****,
or the sea.
pyrdx May 2013
there was a girl
who tied balloons to her wrists
and floated far far away,
over the mountains,
past the moon,
and beyond the stars,
for she never wanted to return
to the place she once called home
pyrdx May 2013
you are the ocean,
and i have forgotten
how to swim
pyrdx May 2013
the bird got tired of flying the same sky
for the trees and mountains were always the same,
he wanted to break free
and see all there was to see,
in the far out galaxies;
beyond all these boring earthy things
pyrdx May 2013
whisper in my ear
words i've always craved to hear
melt my heart
let me fall in with you
while you fall in love with me
pyrdx May 2013
the sun is rising up,
the birds are perched on trees,
i take a sip from my cup
and reach for my keys.

i slip into my car,
and sit on my seat,
i put my foot on the peddle and drive far,
turning at every street,
i have a long way to go;
therefore, i will not go slow.
pyrdx May 2013
people will try to trick you
into believing everything will be okay
when even they have lost all hope
trying to save desperate souls,
stuck in melancholy,
dreaming of bliss,
wandering in circles,
searching for a way out,
but there is no way out
and no one will ever be found
pyrdx May 2013
a boy like you
deserves more
than a girl like me

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