Art! True treasure of all entity thou art
Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes
Who brings the raging enemies to its knees
And create thyself delicious meal
In thee lies true knowledge of all inventions
Unto poets heart, showing thu great addiction
Unconquorable is thy deering-do offspring
Who wouldst not desire one or many of her offspring?
'Twas you that made mother and child  dear
Many a man thou didst respect and fear
Even the great artistc being thou created
Not forgeting your endowing clemency.
Surely, thou art true treasure of all entity
But thy mystique existence needs some clarity!

#McNaevets -2033
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These are words driven
By the imposition of a million dollar lie
Upon the tenderness of our humaness
Lies crafted in hearts of men
To annihilate the good works
Of our forebears who stood for truth and justice

#McNaevets - 2015

I find my thoughts of you hiding out in the shower
They float effortlessly on air, peaceful
But the moment I turn on the water,
And sit,
They attack,
Descending upon me mercilessly.
I pull my knees up for protection,
Curl myself up like a fetus
All to no avail.

*You’re sitting across from me
As I try to avoid the scorching hot water
You lean in, unflinching to the heat
And say to me, “You’re beautiful.”

when pain
was soaked in tears
and dreams
was broken by days
my whole felt unsafe
'cause heart
indulged
in perilous ruth.
But,
these words struck me,
FAITH!
engage
not in hate
and
embrace vates....

Finally,
It happened.
Laying in bed
I can feel the emotional hangover coming on.
Words play on repeat in my head
Words like "one night stand,"
"Guilt," "Pain," "Solitude."
Over and over
Intermingled with the aftershocks
Of Mom's messages.

An emotional hangover.

Guess it's time to start
Picking up the ******* and broken things
Left over from the night before.

Genevieve
Genevieve
14 hours ago
J.

Funny, what the human mind does to protect itself.

He was broken, as I was
And I thought I could fix him.
No
I thought I could be a solution.

I wanted to be the answer
That the universe whispered in response
To his nights alone in drunken tears.
Wanted to be the perfect fit
To the gaping hole in his chest.

But I was not prepared.
I gave up my heart and soul
before I really knew what that meant.
I gave him my mind and my will;
Everything, anything he wanted that I could give
I gave
I let him take all that he wanted from me
Let him run my soul dry,
and what was left,
What he didn't want
I threw away.

I was too young,
Too naive to understand
The gravity of my choices.
That is,
Until he told me
that it wasn't enough
I wasn't enough.
I was not freedom.
Commitment is not a freedom
And he didn't want any of that.

So there I was, left with only pieces
of myself.
Not enough left to put back together
To make a whole.
Just a hole.
Empty and lost.

I was in love with him,
and to be fair,
He loved me, too
But not for who I was.
But for who I became for him.
When he tired of that,
He found someone knew to sate his interest.
And failed to mention the change.
Coward.

It's so fuzzy now.
Hazy, even.
Like looking through a ***** windshield at twilight.
I can't even remember a twinge of that love.
Not even a pinprick of the agony.
The holes in my soul don't ache anymore,
Not for him.

Funny, what the human mind does to protect itself.
To the man who captivated my thoughts for 2 years, and left me with nothing but scars to show for it. This is not complete yet, I'll be making some changes here soon.