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I don't mind being led on by you-
just as long as you'll have me.

n.a.l
To All That He Elong - True Widow
Anais Vionet Oct 18
Eight months since the virus shut the door on the world.
It’s October and it’s like we’re hiding from the law.
You called me yesterday - but it quickly wore off.
Sometimes crushing hungers, for our old normal, blossom
but wither, like confused daffodils, denied sustenance,
in the reality of “second waves” and body counts.
This renewed viral spiral has me all wrung out.
let's all do the viral spiral
Have you ever seen the bottom?
Have you ever made it that far?

My eyes have seen everything
It’s always the same
Wake up it’s a new day
Splash some water on my face

I can already hear it calling
It’s waiting for me

I tried to save myself
But there ain’t no use in that
The world has changed me
And I will stay in this state until it is gone

You can never go back
You can never return
Never tell yourself
Look at what I’ve learned?

Never say the things that you been meaning to say
Never repay the debts that were never repaid

I am sick of all these day dreams
They’re killing me
SS Oct 7
Strings,
So finely woven
Entwined with threads of truth,
Of harsh realities
And with every cut,
The weight grows unbearable
And the unbearable becomes restless
Until your holding onto
Latching onto
Fingers burning onto
The last string
The last standing string
- that is Faith.
Aleka Aug 27
Dear Shiny Star,
Guiding me from above.
There are millions like you,
but none are as bright.

Dear Shiny Star,
So far away from here.
I stretch my arm to touch you,
but I never seem to reach you.

Dear Shiny Star
Do my pleas fall into deaf ears?
Will you ever embrace me into your light,
and take me away from here?

Dear Shiny Star,
We will finally be together.
May our light fade into one,
now that my end is near.
Vani Aug 1
i have never had anything to my name
would you name your roses after me?
please excuse my desperation
hypnopunk Jul 25
eyes red and dry like i've been crying
and hands reaching out to the hiding dangers
with careful steps so as not to wake up
my exhausted twin guardian angels
the devil's right hand clings to my belt
the sun sets so late in the summer
when the time is right and the sunset's nigh
give the dust i'll turn into back to no man's land
for now i crawl aimlessly on a floor like a desert
tenderly gripping the devil's hand
Grey Jul 20
I'm running out of time
running out of time!
running
out
of
time!!
Just one more line
one more line!
one
more
line!!

I'm running out of pages
running out of pages!
running
out
of
pages!!
Just a couple more phrases
a couple more phrases!
a
couple
more
phrases!!

I'm running out of ink
running out of ink!
running
out
of
ink!!
Just one last time, let me think!
let me think!
let
me
think!!

I'm running out of escapes
running out of escapes!
running
out
of
escapes!!
Just let me fix one last mistake
one last mistake!
one
last
mistake!!

I'm running out of time
running out of time!
running
out
of
time!!
Just let me write one last line
one last line!
one
last
...!!
7/20/2020
So little time, so much of it wasted...
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