My mind is clouded with one word
And I learned the hard way
To stray from this path
Because, who runs with knives?
And I hear it in my mind
give it a chance
But, I have
And it's soul crushing
I bare my heart
It is placed the same way the sun sits in the sky
I give up control
For a mirage?
When you trust,
You are naked
Where is your armor?
When they cut you
And you bleed
When the tears gather no sympathy
When you are left to fend for yourself
A self-seeking attack
I don't break down my walls
And the notion to, is laid to rest
I know I gather pity
I see souls trying to share their heart
To bring some strength back into mine
And I know it's sad
But I'd rather melt into the concrete
And be no more
Than let that pain scrape my skin, ever again
Love and kindness Is what this world Is crying out for
a world that lacks and now has very few those qualities
Those whose every day struggles to bring love and kindness back to a world full of
My heart goes out to those
who everyday show love kindness compassion to the neediest In our
For one day they shall be rewarded for their kindness compassion that
I'm afraid people In authority have long since
These people who show so much kindness have my greatest respect It's people like these that should be running our
Thoughts for all those who bring love and kindness so much compassion the most vulnerable of our failing society
Got bored trying to watch something on tv found
Myself watching House
of Parliament voting on
a Brexit deal
In truth, It was like watching a bunch of unruly school children
In the classroom arguing
over which sweets to
Can't believe this Country
of ours being run by such
Incapable people who call themselves
unbelievable In 9 years they've managed to destroy a once great Country
along with Its people that of the ordinary working class people and the most vulnerable of our society shame on
9 years of Conservative Government rabl
You got me drunk
You got me ******
Invaded my weakest moments
So desperate to please
To feel something
I had my doubts
I told you what I liked
Hoping you liked the same
We tested the waters
Pushed the boundaries
I had my doubts
You punished me
Took my breath momentarily
Hurt me, made me want more
I came to you for all of this
You made sure
But I had my doubts
I got me drunk
I got me ******
Feeling everything but nothing
I had my doubts
From the haze I awoke
Standing on the filthy kitchen floor
No longer in doubt
I didn't want to hurt
Didn't want to get drunk
Didn't want to get ******
Just to feel something
I had to let you go
To get on with your life
Of getting drunk
Of getting ******
I like to think you've changed
But I have my doubts
One of the hardest points in my life recently, at my most vulnerable. Luckily I woke up
Upon reading I stopped.
Savoring this touch.
I serached for narrative, your voice becoming my imagination.
I made this read much longer than intended.
Rereading each page minutes after the initial first.
We both paused.
Stumbling over each period.
Passage after passage the last chapter revealing just how beautiful everything is.
With neither joy or pain canceling each other out, both are necessary.
A paper cut made in haste.
Just as telling.
The intense angle each word represents.
The physical manifestation of not being able to move my eyes from the page.
Loud noises created in silence.
It seems real. Its chaos.
Four seasons coming into one.
This is life.
At least for me.
Rereading each volatile word finding vulnerability.
A sudden fear that rises.
A response that I over analyze in simplicity.
You write and I read.
A deeper motivation that isn't fear at all.
The pages collapsing in recommendation.
The intimate truth of holding everything in.
The cover hesitant of letting go.
All awaiting permission
Someone has cut my strings, Love
And now I sit here(vulnerable)
You take me in your (bitter)hands
And toss me against the wall
And as I slump against the broken glass
Maybe it was you
[Someone is wailing]
*[Maybe its you]
Can these feet be killers
& stab the concrete,
If only the ribs would come, and lie lie lie,
My wet streets, my wet cheeks,
My porcelin toenails break, sweat down cheeks race,
Eyes they started,
Deep breathing on & onoff,
Deep breathing on & on off,
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