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The summer sun
Kisses my skin
Perfect time
To be young again

No more worries
No more doubts
No more cages
No more pouts

And here I am
Drifting about
Thinking of
What happens next

Of how we'll meet again
If we'll stay friends
If I am wrong and you are right
And if my black soul is still comparable with your pure

And while I spend
My time contemplating
The summer slips away
Leaving me here wishing it would stay
 Jun 2015 Racheal McKnight
Xenna
Time to time
It wonders by
Without a breathe
It reeks of death.
Cloaked in red
But dark as black.
As his hands clasp
To his partners grasp,
Tight as death.
He appears at the door
And at her bed,
to glimpse at her
To entwine
His finger along with hers.
As she breathes her final breathe
He sheds his only tear
As he stares
At her demise.
This is a rough draft, it's not quite there yet, but thanks for reading. Hopfully you enjoyed it.
I do not want time here in life.
I see that time is all life was.
Time meant nothing to me.
My time has run out.
**** it out of
time.
No
time.
My heart hurts.
The clocks don't work.
It's after time which is nothing.
IM GONE & NO ONE FIND ME.
LIFE TIMED ME, LIFE'S GONE.


I could have never held on.
By Arcassin Burnham


I'm gonna create a flame,
That burns a hole in my brain,
Intensely Decaying in my mind,
My mind,
I shouldn't feel a shame,
Not anything to gain,
I just really lost track of time,
Of time,
Defying the uniqueness of my name,
Identity with a frame,
Steady with all the dropping of dimes,
Dropping dimes,
With all the feelings that came,
Slowing turning into a phase,
Imagined it all in my mind,
In my mind.
See The LTE EP
 Jun 2015 Racheal McKnight
blythe
Everybody wants a happy ending
But not all end up being happy
Some live while their heart is breaking
Others end up in misery.
Fairytales only exist in one's imagination
Full of fantasies of happiness
Providing a temporary escape
But still live in a wretched reality.

Like losing one's true love,
Like missing one's last chance,
Nothing left to hope for,
Every dream burnt down to ashes.
That is how cruel this world is -
Will let you hope for something
But in the end,
Will leave you hanging.
A sad poem to express out my sadness from the book which I have recently read.
 Jun 2015 Racheal McKnight
Pax

I’m strong enough not to let you see me fall apart
So I hide my cries between my sighs.

I’m strong enough to stand alone against the cold landscape
So I hide my sadness between fake faces.

I crave, I starve, I wonder
And get lost in the process.
Then end up getting back to where I started.

How far will I stay strong?
How far will I carry along this dying song?
When will I ever belong?
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I always talk on how poetry is an embark journey of mine. But more often I came back with recurring questions. I can say “I’m strong enough” but for how long, how far long will I go, or how much more I can take… big sighs…
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