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Renae Jan 2018
Feels
Like chills all through your veins
Like nothing you can explain
Stops
You in your tracks just like that
Breath slows
Deep breaths don't stop
Feels
Like a brick just dropped on your head
Like you would rather be dead
Like your head is in a vice
Feels
Like you can't live your life
Feels
So good you want to scream
Then wake up &
find out
it was only a dream
Renae Jan 2018
In a dark twisted place
without direction
Emptiness overwhelms
Search for some light
Stumble through
Feel the way
Stretching out arms
Fingers
Reaching for something strong
Finding nothing
In front
Nor behind
Darkness fills every inch
Until all that's left is feeling
Renae Jan 2018
Unpredictable who?
Me?
Why would'nt you
expect me to be?
Unpredictable you seems
A normalcy
Renae Jan 2018
WE
I am not he
Though I long
for unity
We
are puzzle pieces
bent
yet not crippled
Beyond healing
Are the pieces
irreparable
damaged until
they no longer
believe they fit
Take my hand
Of support
Let me listen
Learn to stay
For I am laughter, I am love
I yearn to let you in
Love overwhelmes
unhealthy callous reasonings
Love can ease the ache
Warm the frozen
Heal the broken parts
what is needed
Is we
Renae Jan 2018
Only thoughts
Become words
Sounds
Every inch corner, crease
So please
Stay captured with
Excessive longing
Desperately watching....

Wanting
In-depth
Togetherness
Hopeful

Tomorrow
Heaven smiles
Eternally

Tenderly
Helping
Our endeavours
Under seemingly
Graven circumstances
True intention is revealed


Only
Forever


You will be
Obsessed with me
Until time is no more

As
New
Desire

Makes love
E**nevitable
Renae Jan 2018
As waves crash
over smooth
Steady surfaces
rocky shorelines
fragments of leaves,
twigs and twine
flowing backwards
Pulling, pushing
Like life
Uncontrollable
Flowing with waters
Crashing, floating, rushing
Breaking
Enduring
until it is swept away
Renae Jan 2018
Alone
a solemn
residing place

Lost in vast distracting
thoughts analyzing
Misplaced
Mistaken
Trying to stand

Along comes
True
Someone like you
Cemented

I long to grab hold
Smothering bodies
becoming
part of
your mold

Joined together
Painted in gold
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