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"the words I can't say are the holes I punch in the walls of my psyche" -j.g
Poems
tdf Oct 2013
Tough Love
tdf
Oct 2013
He handed love in bruises,
kindness came in loads.
Every time he touched me,
a part of me implodes.
"Face the other way."
"Can they come and watch us?"
Muffled screams in pillows,
a spreading chain of blotches.
A paradox of feelings,
'cause I wasn't treated fragile;
but I'd never felt so broken,
and never faced something so
hostile.
-tdf
kindness came in loads.
Every time he touched me,
a part of me implodes.
"Face the other way."
"Can they come and watch us?"
Muffled screams in pillows,
a spreading chain of blotches.
A paradox of feelings,
'cause I wasn't treated fragile;
but I'd never felt so broken,
and never faced something so
hostile.
-tdf
tdf
Aug 2013
What's equality when theirs cops
Beating around the neighbourhood
With a loaded gun nudging guilt
On the wounded sides of the bullied
Spitting on the youth with a blind eye
Turned away from bottles of pills
That we're forced in innocent hands
Because apparently they had a
problem with authority
-tdf
Beating around the neighbourhood
With a loaded gun nudging guilt
On the wounded sides of the bullied
Spitting on the youth with a blind eye
Turned away from bottles of pills
That we're forced in innocent hands
Because apparently they had a
problem with authority
-tdf
Unfinished indefinitely
tdf
Aug 2013
shifting seasons
no more reasons
different textures
cut up pictures
gone
chilled breezes
untamed seizures
present living
past escaping
I'm gone
-tdf
no more reasons
different textures
cut up pictures
gone
chilled breezes
untamed seizures
present living
past escaping
I'm gone
-tdf