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Let them run, wild in the fields

Your thoughts, they need to breath

They have been captivated

Captivated long in the maze

Of lost love and future that seem astray

Let them go to a place they know

Where they find solace

But don't loose sight, they tend to wander

Go to the places they still fonder

Guide them to come back to a place so safe

Green fields and everything but maze
Thinking about the thoughts
If you ever feel defeat
Your relationship gives you cold feet
You lose sleep
Move on
Like the beat on the song
Dont be sorry or wrong
The choice is yours
Are you truely content
Or struggling to breath through a blocked up air vent
A poem about being content in relationships
The waves crash against my body,
As the tide pulled me further out.

I screamed, salty water filled my lungs,
No one…. heard me.

I am alone. Dying.
The laughter of the waves in my ears.

The gods looked down upon me,
They see me in pain, they do not care.

With a final crash,
I slipped under.

I am drowning.
Darkness surronds me.

Sinking deeper and deeper,
Vison growing blurry.

My last breath escaped my lips,
Knives impaled my stomache.

Closing my eyes,
I saw a light.

Heavenly voices caressed my ears.
I couldn’t see who it was.

You are safe,” they whispered,
I’ve got you.”

The voices lifted me.
Up, up, up, up.

I was past the clouds.
Leaving the world behind.

I was going home.
Somewhere I belong.

See you when it’s your time.
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Amanda 2d
I think I may search
Every passing face for yours
Until my last breath
You're the person I automatically scan faces for in a crowd..
i'm travelling
to a further place
a hole in the ground
for those unreaching

i'm drifting
and slowly diving
into a deep space
of heavy rain

i'm walking
into consciousness
beyond the mountain
beyond the plain

into a lifeline
i cannot contain

i can't see
i can't breathe
the same way anymore
I run into a wilderness
within myself
after clawing my way
up from the depths
it was so dark there
and yet I could see so many things
now I have escaped
but I don't feel safe
while I stop to catch my breath
I feel that something follows
a branch snaps behind me
I turn to see, but no one's there
I turn back around
and there it is
What harm could it do?
To play around one's breathe
To grip something tightly
An innocent gesture

Passion so involved
It's just a spur of emotions
A moment of breathlessness
What's wrong with cutting off some air?
People are poisonous anyways
***** and sick
You're just polishing
Taking them somewhere brighter for a moment

Can you feel their veins
Can you feel their pulse
Hear them cough,
Is it really that bad?
Tighter and tighter till the knot is tied
Feel air struggle in their throat

Something might sizzle inside you
Now dont be alarmed
The adrenalin of life flowing under your palms can be overwhelming.
It's only normal
To feel excitement
At their strained

Isnt it almost like a melody
The raspy struggles?
Notice the resistence of the gasping
Clench your fingers
Weigh them down
Feel the life leave their lips
And the pressure leave their lungs
Let them choke
Oh boy this plays with my heart
JRF 5d
The song of your voice,
Singing as it leaves your chest,
watching you speak as I catch my breath.

Winters' eyes are darker than space,
The world flickering through your mind,
If this moment is all, I'll always be blind.

Sentences leave me, in a mess of embarrassment.
Red-faced and laced with the taste of speechless abandon.

You laugh, tease with your touch.
I don't need words if I feel this.
Music theory, and the way your voice resonates my chest.
depression is something that haunts us all
from the way we look
to the way i see you
i cant see past my dark shadow
its always in front of me and he never leaves
i just cant breathe the air without gasping for breath and getting gasoline
Dirt to Adam's ale.

As the ripples trace my skin,
the circling cyclones of my crown
lull and quell with my sinking breath.

The deepness of the blue
guarantees my sanctuary.
I swim and swim until I am free.
I've always had this almost supernatural connection to water. I adore it with all my heart. Whether it's the sea or a pool, I'm instantly at peace when I'm near it. The only time I can be truly happy is when I'm swimming. I live by the sea, my ancestors were pearl divers, water carriers, coast guards.. the list is endless. Even my name is derived from water. It just seems like a sign that it's where I belong.
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