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shannon Oct 2017
I woke up stuffy
In the nose and the mind
Where's the water?
What is the time?
Wish I could turn the world off
And sleep the day away
I turn over and look to my right
and there was my baby
Sound asleep with clouds in his mind
And growls in his voice
Arm gently placed on my thigh
pulling me closer to his body
Adjusting to my movement
My heart starts to feel whole again

In this exact moment I felt love again
I hoped he'd feel my glance on his features
Awaken, and think the same
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shannon Jul 2018
Cry to me
Lie to me
Confess to me
Repress to me
Tell me everything you want to be,
And what to not

Just keep crying to me please
I will sooth you
Tell me the lies please
I will keep them close
Confess your love for me
For I will take it all
Repress your wrongs
So I can make it right

Show me the pain
Don’t worry I won’t gain
Anything you’re saying
Because you are me
shannon Oct 2017
been a while
I know I've missed you
What shall we do?

Sip walk talk
Smoke laugh drink
Drink stand ***
Sit shot smoke
Chop cut line
Snort cough sniff
Sip sip sip
Smoke cough sip
Snort smoke cough
Clear throat dry
Drink line line
Line smoke shot
Shot line Bathroom
Water line shot
Puke water crying
Where is my mind
#lost
shannon Sep 2017
**** yourself and be born again
to a time you may fit
Where buttons and signals did not exist.
If I were to **** myself and be born again
I would go to a time where love was far from modern
Where signals were only through telephone wires, cable connectors
and hearts.
My hazy head has been disconnected from your heart in this new aged world
and my own.
The love has been deactivated
Your presence has been blocked
My emotional state is offline
And your signal is no longer connected

All because of buttons and signals.
shannon May 2020
There’s this piece of paper I own
That I fold and fold until it’s barely there
and I bury it deep within me.
This paper is my enemy
A list filled with questions but no answers,
that you will not answer.

So I fold and fold until it practically disintegrates
As if I swallowed it and the stomach acid made it disappear
But don’t be fooled for it is there
Because I don’t consume it,
it consumes me.
You will not see and you will not know
That this list has surfaced into my mind.
And once it rises to my brain, it’s no longer my enemy
It’s my love
So I fold and fold my 10 dollar bill
And sniff my list of why I hate you
Because I just can’t get enough.
I don’t ******* know
shannon Oct 2017
I just wrote a poem
And it erased
All of my thoughts and words
Disappeared from my eyes

They did not disappear from my mind
#drunkpoetry #poemwassad #nowhumerous #previouspoemwasamazing #lilupset
shannon May 2020
Have you ever woken up from a dream
And noticed you couldn’t move?
You can bat your pretty lashes
And slightly move your toes
But somehow your body has turned to stone

With my body asleep and mind awake
I don’t know the difference between my dream and my present state
Why can I feel the tears streaming from my fluttery eyes
But not your touch?

I am alone here in this ****** body
With nothing but the taste of salt
Where is my lover
Am I still dreaming or is this real life
shannon Sep 2017
You said you lost yourself
Didn't know who you've become
But instead of finding yourself with me
You found it without.
Sad thoughts on hot days
shannon Sep 2017
He only loves in the presence of love
But it's not always visible in the dark.
I am alone here
and so is he
Searching for a way
back into to our hearts
shannon Sep 2017
The bitter cold breezes in winter
Freezes life all around
It strips everything
from the warmth and happiness
Like the trees
That once were a full bush a leaves
Left with nothing but brown homely branches
Standing alone in the middle of the field
I am the tree
Getting the life stripped out of me
Leaving me with nothing but my structure
That can barely stand these blustery winds
I feel so immeasurably alone
Empty and frozen
Because of this god awful season
Frigid, gloomy, heart breaking
You remind me of winter

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