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Robin Dunlop Oct 2016
She walks upon the glass
Forced to maintain a smile,
With the spectators on the sidelines
Chanting mile after mile.

Every step grows
More painful than the last.
Her soul slowly draining
Through the wounds of her past.

Nobody ever told her
The road was paved with glass.
All they ever said was,
"This too shall pass."

That's not a fair warning
And she's too far to turn back.
So she just continues to bleed
Letting her heart turn black.
For my daughter and all of those that suffer from depression.
Robin Dunlop Oct 2016
Wrap your arms around me, Loneliness,
Like you did the night before.
Plant empty kisses upon my neck,
And fill my ears with Love's lore.

Repeat the lies, I beg of you,
Those of which you've memorized.
Tell me about your knight again,
When even Death has been romanticized.

Oh, wrap your arms around me, Loneliness,
For the real world never can compare,
To the dreams that you've instilled in me,
Although your knight has never fared.

For the love of God, touch my skin,
Engulf my body with your truth.
Tomorrow you can tell the same old lies,
And leave me, yet again, with the images of my youth.
Robin Dunlop Oct 2016
It's been so long,
Since I've longed for another.
Since my thoughts have been so occupied,
With words I dare not mutter.

I never saw it coming,
This fortuitous attraction.
But you resurrected my mind,
With every interaction.

You've touched me in places,
Your hands cannot reach.
You've strolled through doors,
Others could not breach.

You confidently induced,
A deeper stimulation.
You seduced my cognizance,
And remedied this mental isolation.
Robin Dunlop Oct 2016
My skin is screaming,
But not from pain.
It yearns for your hands,
Which have already left a stain.

It remembers your touch,
And cannot let it go.
It craves you yet again,
As the hunger pangs grow.

From the corner of my eye,
I watched you breathe me in.
I could feel your exhales,
With each passing of my skin.

You paid such close attention,
To every perfect imperfection.
You examined each curve,
As I welcomed your warm infection.

The next days will go rolling by,
As the memories do remain.
For once, I wish a week was shorter,
Just to consume that feeling again.

Hurry up and wait, they say.
Easier said than done.
The minutes will feel like hours.
So slowly the clock will run.
Robin Dunlop Apr 2016
A gentle touch here.
A starry eyed look there.
Part of a thousand moments,
Of which we've shared.

Moments that replay.
Fast forward. Rewind.
Time and time again.
Always on my mind.

All the words that we've spoken,
And the thoughts we never touch.
They beckon my curiosity,
And have me in their clutch.

Every time I miss you,
A moment comes to mind.
I smile a hopeful smile,
Close my eyes and rewind.

The thousand moments we've made.
Just small stiches of time.
Hold a world's worth of value,
A thousand moments, each sublime.

We'll add to these moments,
Though I never know when.
But for now these thousand,
Are my mind's oxygen.
Robin Dunlop Mar 2016
The lightning made her smile
Like her lover's name.
The thunder released her soul
Just the same.

The wind blew her mind
In his direction.
Causing her to reminisce
Of his affection.

This storm that's brewing
In the passing skies,
Is a passionate reflection
Of her lover's eyes.

Wrapped in the rain,
She's exposed to the harms.
She finds comfort in the storm,
Just like in his arms.
Robin Dunlop Mar 2016
All I want is a break.
A piece of time to unwind.
It's not too much to ask,
To want to unravel my mind.

I'm not asking for refuge,
Or to be rescued from this place.
I'm not asking for condolences.
Just a moment from this race.

Take me for drive.
You don't have to say a word.
Just take this journey with me,
And release the stress incurred.

Remember when you were a child?
Your hand out the window in the wind?
Let's listen to the tires on a back road,
And absorb that feeling again.

All I want is a break.
A piece of time to unwind.
If it's not too much to ask,
Would you help unravel my mind?
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