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the black rose Apr 2020
spilled emotions with depth of ocean,
like no notion is good enough...
no longer careful of how she looks in the eyes of another,
you get what you get
& you also get what you give.
the black rose Apr 2020
when your back aches from carrying burdens of worlds
for generations,
when your smile can only form as far as an odd slant
and your breath comes hard like its ran out twice already...
when you hear screams in the night
and sense no threat,
the madness seems like the only sanity
and all that's left to do is seated position.
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sweet comfort from nothing,
stillness is more bitter than bitter-sweet.
the black rose Apr 2020
when mind feels threatened,
it sends out signals to the guards
to stand upright
& look aware,
as if we aren't already far gone enough.
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i know,
its your job to protect and defend,
so i can practice as much of the zen
as i allow;
mind will do what it must.
the black rose Apr 2020
does the thought of love free you
or does it haunt you?
does it put you at ease
or make you so uneasy that you cant find a stable stance...
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the truth is,
the lesser starts to outweigh any sense of fulfillment in love
& then it fades,
& then you hope to find it again...
but does it come?
-
i'd say love is worth the pain it brings,
but don't take my word.
the black rose Apr 2020
do you think its natural for someone to search for love?
or is it like some sort of forced perception
that we randomly fall into
because its so common to have that sort of connection?
the black rose Apr 2020
full meals out of broken hearts,
quite malnourished,
if one might ask;
making unstable look steady,
taking flight before she's ready,
longing to be unforgettable...
the black rose Apr 2020
the urge to be loved is slowly turning me savage.
the black rose Apr 2020
expectations turned desolation,
you knew initially nothing more could be found.
still,
you allow tears to form
as your stomach turns
at the harsh realization
that nothing more can be found...
-
stop pouring yourself empty
into the cups of whom has no intention to replenish.
the black rose Apr 2020
i speak a language that makes you wonder,
you’ll start to wander.
i got fairy godparents,
come like cosmo and wanda.
have you imagining **** you never taught to imagine.
-
still,
imagine waking up one day at the top of the world,
with no worry, no care.
no envy, no fear.
without an ego or some pride
only spirits here that guide
and they bring light.
the black rose Apr 2020
you like when i function,
don't you…
you like when my walls open up,
when i'm soft
and not rough,
destined for touch,
not in a rush...
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you despise when i get upset,
don't you…
cover your eyes when i disconnect,
or when i get protective,
but if i cant protect my space
or whats too close in connection,
i start reflecting
then projecting
energies essential
but they **** up the flow,
so i forgive and let go,
then i grow.
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i grow and grow,
i'm way up high.
i might out-grow you.
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