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greatsloth Sep 23
If in my seat you found me gone
If in your texts I don't respond
I might be flying near the Sun or
Beyond the sea of countryland

Don't find me; I would say,
I am fine and happy this way
No need to remember my name
Nor even my disgraced face

Go on with your life, and
If in the future I was recognize
Don't say hi, just think—
Oh, he did not die?
Mrs Timetable Sep 10
I miss you
But I don't know why
I don't even know who
You are
Or where you are
Theres a void
I cannot find the peace
The missing piece
I can feel it getting closer
But it's still not fitting
Maybe it's the disconnecting
Dream I had
A man with a baby
He left me
To care for his baby
Now I miss you
And I don't know who you were
Just a man
An unknown man
Uncut unedited thoughts. What does it all mean?
dad
you're gone
all words
have turned to ash with you
Where has my LOVE GONE
for my LOVE has GONE ASTRAY
to the POINT of no RETURN
So DISTANT and FAR, FAR AWAY

My LOVE is NO LONGER AROUND
So, from this TRAUMA I DO PRAY
To MEND MY BROKEN HEART and
FIND HAPPINESS AGAIN ONE DAY!!!


B.R.
Date: unknown
Tears rain onto cheeks as you watch
In my head wheels spin around
Speech crackling like phone line static
Words blurs barely making sound
How can it be I already epitomize alone?
You reassure me there's plenty of time
Doubts creep like morning fog
Mentally assessing mountain you must climb
Staring at fragile fingers
Present compared to past
Sun set in an instant
Night falling fast
Surroundings mostly hazy
Some parts crystal clear
Ironically what I witness best
Are the things I long to disappear
I'm left with knot in my stomach
Getting tighter with each turn
Wanting peace known as a child
Naivete time won't return
I bought one-way ticket to worry
Shouldn't have boarded train at all
Choke my sorrows and lungs with smoke
Drown yours in alcohol
Life nicer through a glass
Sure it ensures your fear departs
Pulse started pounding louder in my ear
Love wistfully contained within hearts
I cannot explain terror
Bleeding out
Hole will not close
Stubborn ways too old to change
Your incongruence shows
Forcing hope straight down throat
Waiting for falsity to be revealed
Flowers you planted instead of weeds
To be crushed on cruel battlefield
Your comfort tonelessly whispers to me
Thought that would soothe my stress
Did not argue with your perspective
For your sake try obsessing less
But under surface shrieking
Phrases pondered remaining hid
Grasping for method to save you
Before you are gone and I wished that I did
This sure does hit hard now

Written 6-9-22
MsTruth Aug 16
If tomorrow starts without me,
Will my boys feel the void in the bathroom at 7:00
That used to be a song inside the shower?
Will the school guard miss greeting me back at 8:30am
“Good morning” in my own language?

If tomorrow starts without me,
Will the secretary look for me at 10:30
As parents report of me missing a meeting?
Will the server wait at the cafeteria at 12:30
but nobody shows up to order only half a portion of a meal?
Will students ask my colleagues at 14:00
whether I am sick or attending a conference?

If tomorrow starts without me,
Will neighbors notice that at 15:00
My bike still stands at the front garden?
Will the life guard at the pool notice at 18:00 that no swimmer is wearing blue green googles?
Ryan R Latini Aug 12
You sleep facing inward,
Fear of a mooring-thick rattle snake
Springing from its coil
Keeps you from the edge of the bed.

You try it once--sleeping out,
And it bites your face from the darkness,
Eyes and nose swelling shut as you turn
For you wife, Gone,
From all your fear of snakes.
Man Aug 4
I know I am unworthy & undeserving,
Beneath you, love;
And yet, with shame,
I feel the same as I have always
This heart - of yours.
It is kindred, and full of lust.
Hopelessly infatuated,
Though I know we were all wrong.
I can't help it,
And I assure you it isn't obsession
For I have known that,
This is not it.

Just painfully unrequited,
For all my faults.
Man Aug 3
What will the horizon bring us?
I wonder,
Can you feel my heart?
In dawns of days gone,
In coming eves of twilight;
When I said
I shall always love you,
I meant it.
And days now start
Within a sky where there is no sun,
Within the dark of night, no stars;
Inside of me there is light
All formed from the memories
Of two kids in love, young.
Spiderwebs still entrap
Yet the venom is tapped-
How I wish I was still poisoned.
Ken Pepiton Jun 25
Last thing you have to do,
in your bag of things you have
in mind, that must be done, before
finality sets all you lived for
in allegorical stone, for
example, ensample
being subtil until
the inside out
recognition

set the next generation straight,
using ancient innocent Disneyifity.

Tinker's solder dam seen into once,
and being seen seeing, the seer chose
to loose the reason we've begun choosing

from nothing, something everything is made
from or of or in or on or a gross or so more
pre-positioning facts,
every where we look,
there it is, nothing is impossible
to do right. On the last try, you die.

Guaranteed.
………
addicted to love, by some other name, it feels good to be read.
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