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Have You Ever- felt the blazing sun too hot, it ****** your skin? then, suddenly, falls a downpour of raindrops so thin. Have you ever seen steam rise from hot surfaces doused by the rain? have your hands, ever let go of a hot plate, or a hot pan due to burns and pain? Have you ever stopped to think and wonder why...........why when so inspired your flow of rhymes in midstream, suddenly dies? Have you ever reached that point, where the minutes, hours, days, weeks, months of each year, where...every breath you take, is wasted waiting? And for your sake, every drop of patience...you manage to imbibe, and then you fight, every struggling second in your life. Have you ever felt.....a brokenness a spreading...widening blackness? numbed you in the heat; in the cold, you almost froze your lips do bleed...but no one sees, til they're too close because, you cover them with bright colors...for show you bear no signs of belligerence       your pained moans and screams of resistance, ............................fall, and get lost in a dark abyss...a  huge hole ...you open your mouth... and, like a wind that howls....you shout, in that immeasurable depth, your voice glows, like embers, yet, nobody knows...it's you, who always remembers. You, are soaking wet...tap water continues to pour bath tub overfills with stained, pained water all over the floor the anesthetized edges of your brokenness, now cooled...softened, go down the drain, and there, they get to be unfettered, they flow out of your system, these bottled feelings; even a brief moment of break...of freedom, should be appreciated... Have you ever thought of gratitude? Sally Copyright May 21, 2016 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 10:52 PM UTC
HAVE YOU EVER...
Have You Ever- felt the blazing sun too hot, it ****** your skin? then, suddenly, falls a downpour of raindrops so thin. Have you ever seen steam rise from hot surfaces doused by the rain? have your hands, ever let go of a hot plate, or a hot pan due to burns and pain? Have you ever stopped to think and wonder why...........why when so inspired your flow of rhymes in midstream, suddenly dies? Have you ever reached that point, where the minutes, hours, days, weeks, months of each year, where...every breath you take, is wasted waiting? And for your sake, every drop of patience...you manage to imbibe, and then you fight, every struggling second in your life. Have you ever felt.....a brokenness a spreading...widening blackness? numbed you in the heat; in the cold, you almost froze your lips do bleed...but no one sees, til they're too close because, you cover them with bright colors...for show you bear no signs of belligerence       your pained moans and screams of resistance, ............................fall, and get lost in a dark abyss...a  huge hole ...you open your mouth... and, like a wind that howls....you shout, in that immeasurable depth, your voice glows, like embers, yet, nobody knows...it's you, who always remembers. You, are soaking wet...tap water continues to pour bath tub overfills with stained, pained water all over the floor the anesthetized edges of your brokenness, now cooled...softened, go down the drain, and there, they get to be unfettered, they flow out of your system, these bottled feelings; even a brief moment of break...of freedom, should be appreciated... Have you ever thought of gratitude? Sally Copyright May 21, 2016 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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It just starts with another painful cough And then my head really begins to spin. It reminded me of how much I'm closed off And how I keep my feelings bottled in. It seems as if I push people away Like they are forbidden fruit from the tree. But really, I want them to stay. I want them to stand side by side with me. I want to be independent and brave. I can't. I just need someone else to blame. Yet, it is still your comfort that I crave Although, you do not even know my name. Always being alone is what makes me scared. Day after day, I wished that you cared
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
Pushing Away