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Anthony Garcia Oct 2014
In the blink of an eye, all was lost
I've burned every bridge I've come across
Dancing in the flames stand those I'm forced to forget
Their once loving faces fade further into silhouette
Chest pains on par with cardiac arrest
Reminiscing of a time I was once at my best
Only wishing my shoulders would not succumb
To the weight of the world of the man I've become
But the values which make a man have long ago frayed
Empathy and understanding and caring decayed
It rings true that "The past should stay dead"
Well how many bullets are needed to get it out of my head?
How many more tears will need to be shed?
How many words that can't be unsaid?
Left alone with only my thoughts to dwell,
I suppose this is the definition of a living hell
Anthony Garcia Jul 2014
I will wait for that day
That day my pen will no longer write my wrongs
I will be set free from the bonds of my mind that day
The rage and sorrow inside will finally dissolve
And for that day I pray
I await the time when I will no longer have to use poetry as an emotional output
Anthony Garcia Jul 2014
Just when I thought the pain had gone
I get a text and it's about my ex
The girl My Heart's not over yet
The one I swore I'd never forget
Just months after our years, she goes and gets pregnant
And I knew it'd only happen to me

I hope you found your 'perfect love'
I hope you found your 'perfect love'

Ha! Oh God! The irony!
I hope it was all in spite of me!
For all the times you've ******* about your chastity
For every lie you told
to keep that ring on your finger reading "purity"
For every minute you held my hand and whispered three false words
This irony is ******* and you can save it for the birds

I knew we'd never work it all out
but that's not what this is all about
After all the memories made in adoration and devotion
Of course I will lash out with such emotion
Try to tell me I'm wrong for feeling such a way
I'd confront you now but I don't care what you have to say

Ha! Oh God! The irony!
I hope it was all in spite of me!
For all the times you've ******* about your chastity
For every lie you told
to keep that ring on your finger reading "purity"
For every minute you held my hand and whispered three false words
This irony is ******* and you can save it for the birds

And I could only laugh and cry at the irony
and remember all the times I've felt your body
But now I see, I see with such clarity
You and I could never be more than a hilarity
Oh the compromises and contradictons you've made! Deep down I had wished you stayed!
But that was long ago and now this love has decayed!

Ha! Oh God! The irony!
I hope it was all in spite of me!
For all the times you've ******* about your chastity
For every lie you told
to keep that ring on your finger reading "purity"
For every minute you held my hand and whispered three false words
This irony is ******* and you can save it for the birds

Oh how ironic, I could laugh.
What's done is done
It's in the past
Anthony Garcia Jun 2014
So this is love to you?
How can that be true so soon?
This lust is a cruel thing baby
And you're mistaking it for love little lady.
You don't know about commitment
It's a lot harder than it looks isn't it?
I swear this isn't what it looks like darling
Its not just something you can say
Don't go opening your mouth with no intent to stay
One day you'll know how it feels to bleed
Bleed for the only person you felt you'd need
No such thing that's worth it
No such thing as perfect
We've had so many firsts
Lately, too many lasts
My heart now hurts
From dwelling on the past
Whatever you do, don't forget me
My love for you was always true
Maybe one day you'll stop and see
Nobody will know you like I do.
You've slipped my mind a thousand times
But you still linger in my head
I can't imagine your pretty face without wishing I were dead
For a bitter year I've been asleep
Dreaming of reasons
to quit rolling in the deep
What we've had and what we've lost
The past should stay gone
But when I see your smile....
Where did I go wrong?
Did it satisfy you?
Giving in to lust?
Opening up like it's nothing?
Breaking my trust?
Did you know what you were doing?
You should've killed me when you had the chance
Slit my throat while in your trance
This bottle is getting lighter in my hand
And the carpet underneath is being torn out from under me
It's always 1 step forward 2 steps back
Can you promise me I'm on the right track?
It should make you cringe, the sight of my demise
But don't sympathize for me, I'm right where you want me to be
With a gun in my hand, I'm down on my knees
I squeeze real tight and pray I'll be alright
Anthony Garcia Jun 2014
If it were easy staring into infinity
I wouldn't mind catching the divinity
in your eyes
Oh it aches
and it pains
to strain for a gaze of the open night skies
Look once more in your heart's direction
and find it in yourself to feel the affection
Feel the infection coursing through each vessel
Curse each line drawn by my pencil
Feeling infinite
Getting intimate
We share what we're worth in a passing night
to lose it all in a moment
Did I squeeze too tight?
Did it not feel right?
Why do you cringe at my sight?
What's it going to take to make you see my light?
Need to medicate to alleviate what evils congregate
in the crevices and recesses
of the percussion now ceased
by the destruction of your seduction
How can you expect me to function?
Left only with voided actions and emotions
in my mind
Would it be too much to ask
to stare into infinity
one last time?
Anthony Garcia Apr 2014
I've kept your head above water from atop my shoulders
Never once bothered to look down to see if I'd drowned
I couldn't breathe around you anyway
For the air in my lungs was lost the day that you were found
Anthony Garcia Apr 2014
I walk amongst the living
Without fear of the dead
Feeding the hate of the unforgiving
Who whisper sweet nothings inside my head
Souls of the loving made peace with themselves
And the evils are thrashing sending items off the shelves
Demons and spectres so wrought with malice
Snarling with anger for their energy's unbalanced
Bringing mayhem and grief to a space once called home
Each step taken, is not taken alone
I work in a retirement facility. The majority of the employees believe it to be haunted.
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