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her May 2018
I have scars on my kneecaps from the nights I would
beg God to take me
Mainly because I was too much of a coward to do it myself
Sometimes I wonder if He didn’t hear
or if His answer was no
or if He just wasn't near
or if I have something to show
but much like back then,
I still don't know
I try to fight this concept,
day in and day out
Cause if He didn’t hear me then,
does He still not hear me now?
I pray that my prayers make it past my ceiling
straight to His ears
on my floor I’m kneeling
How many more tears do I have to count till they dry
I’m running out of fingers,
I’m running out of pride
What type of humility is He trying to teach
They say God is so attainable so why can’t I reach?
personal, thoughts, continuity, the comeback of me
her Sep 2017
What’s sad is that
I’m deeper than every seed you’ve ever sown
Planted in you
Yet we never seem to grow
And I could write you ten thousand novels
About how we’re meant to be
I could swim to the bottom of the
Deep blue sea
And you still wouldn’t see
That it’s supposed to be me
That I’m supposed to say oui
Trying to turn a boy into a man
I find myself on bended knee
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Sunsets and swing sets
Wearing our Sunday’s best
Taking a deep Sunday snooze
After both being blessed
But I cannot rest
I must confess
I cannot stress it enough
I have been tested enough
I know I’m coming off strong
But I don’t mean to be rough
It’s just
It’s just
It’s just
I don’t know what to do with the tears anymore
Besides bottle them up
And use them to water
Every seed you’ve ever sown
In the garden of our love,
Maybe one day
We’ll grow
Maybe one day your soul
Will reach mine in eternity
Finally joining hand in hand
To plant itself in a soil so fertile
That people will be forced to call our love
The promised land
her Jul 2017
We take for granted the complexities
Of the seven seas
And never dive deep enough
To find out what's within
What if,
Just what if,
The ocean had a heart
The flow was it's soul
And the shore was just the start
What if the tide was it's heartbeat
And the water was it's tears
What if the wind carried secrets
Directly to our ears
What if the real reason that the ocean makes us float
Is cause we're the last thing it can carry
What if we're it's only hope.
But we never listen,
We just keep on swimmin;
Ignoring the tide, never going the distance
See,
I'm not afraid of your depth
Or what you hide inside of it
And when your tide is high
I won't be scared to drown in it
If you're still not sure
I'll wait at your shore
Making castles out of sand
Catching rays with my bans
Watching your reflection
Painted perfectly in the sky
Smelling your salted fears
Every time you wave bye
her May 2017
I think about the future like
I am trapped inside of the recurring dream
That I have had
Every single day leading up to the one
In which I meet you.

I ask you in sheer vulnerability
Honesty floating between our lips
Why you love me
And your answer, I will never forget
Your response carved itself  
In the memory, that I am yet to make

You take a breath, open your eyes
And spill to me the hottest tea of
How your love came to be...

I pray that my cup runneth over.

I slowly sip every word
And every verb quenched my thirst
I pray that chamomile never goes out of style
This is peace.

Like honey, slowly it flows
And it settles at the bottom
Sweetens my soul
I wonder if you know.

As the last drop settles on the back
Of my tongue
I am certain,
You have infused your love within me
Now, I am calm.

Time passes by, I get lost into your eyes
And I’m brought back to earth
As I open mine,
The sun shines through the windows
Lighting up my room
I hold on tight
Already missing you.

I will impatiently wait
To see you again when I sleep
One night closer, to the day we meet.

You are my forever.
Temporarily trapped in my dreams.
I don't know who he is, but he is mine.
her Feb 2017
I can't sleep at night
So I see you in my day dreams.
Insomniac on a mission
Projecting visions on a big screen
I spot an opening to your heart, in my dream analysis
Want to enter but can't move
I guess that's sleep paralysis
So I stay where I am and just focus on this visual
Convinced it's not real, though I can feel the residual
It's embedded in my memory
This dream has got the best of me
I pray that when I wake, you'll be sittin' right here next to me
But if it doesn't come true
If I never come to
At least here we exist
All of me
and
All of you
her Nov 2016
i've currently
many
many
thunderstorms inside of me
and i'm learning
how to
rain
people often see the sunshine
and forget
that lightening
brings brightness
to the dark
as well
or that
thunder wants to be heard
just as much as the birds
and
dark clouds
are really just as soft as
the white ones
i've currently
many
many
thunderstorms inside of me
and i am no longer scared
of getting wet
i seek shelter within myself
here is where i
reign
her Aug 2016
I would say that I miss you
But I don't even know
Who you are
All I know
Is who you pretended to be

So I guess I just miss
The fantasy
You made for me

The you that I knew
Wouldn't do this to me
The you that I knew

The you
That I

Knew

And

It's not that I don't care
It's that I can't care
Cause the you
That I knew
Is no longer there
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