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Trusting you is not hard.
The rest of the world, now, that’s a different matter.
But I trust you, as I trust the Sun to rise,
Feel free to hide.
Sometimes words fail us,
We cannot find the truth within.
Afraid, we feel unworthy,
Our need is overwhelming,
Crippled with self-doubt, words betray us,
But our hearts are as honest and true as the shining moon.
Fear not, I will always be here.
Sometimes I hide behind the clouds
But I will re-emerge to warm you,
Take heart, I would trust you with my life.
Absorb the silence around
Know the silence and it messages
Connect with the inner self
At rest is the soul and mind
Moments that reveals the truth
Silence douses the flames of uncertainty
Rendezvous with silence
As silence is there to be deciphered
 Jan 2015 TwistedTales
Mae Walker
Sometimes I want to tell the people around me to shut the **** up
So that I can listen to the voices in my head
But sometimes I'd like to tell the voices in my head to shut the **** up too
And simply enjoy the silence instead
I pray that
This night within me
Will surrender
To the vibrant brilliance of morning
And the sun will swallow me up
At last
I've got a secret
Kept it hidden well
It's destroying my soul
And gonna send me to hell
But I like how it feels
I love how it tastes
It's fun and invigorating
When I'm testing my fate
It boggles my mind
And clouds my eyes
Helps me become numb
And stops all the cries
I can smell the memories
Fading out of my life
With every pop, snort
And brand new knife
For my secret confessions challenge
 Jan 2015 TwistedTales
Chance
A thousand thoughts run through my head
Impossible to decode
What they entail
Like trying to tell where a water drop fell into the oceans swell
If it's not a blur then its painful as hell
Coals placed up and down my spine
Where does anyone find the time to get their feelings in line while keeping the appearance to be fine
I often sit in the darkness with the small light of hope
My mistakes woven thick into a rope
Tied around the tree grown by the seeds sewn into my head
To seek help is to burden others
To be myself is to over think
I can only take so much more weight before i finally sink
Id rather bite the hand that feeds myself
Id rather drown slowly than ask for help
My insecurities speak louder than anything else

With this shovel passed down to me ill bury my heart mind and soul
My body will be left to decompose outside of the hole
Maybe then the child I never got to be will grow again
Maybe then the worlds worth of weights will be lifted
 Jan 2015 TwistedTales
Fon
Fight
 Jan 2015 TwistedTales
Fon
The worst fight
Is the one
Against feeling
The more you keep resisting
The more it grows deeper
The sky was black
No moon or stars
Nothing to be seen
Neither near or far

The storm was coming
There was no place to run
Winds picking up
The party has already begun

The lightening was blinding
It lit up the black tarp
If you sat silent long enough
You could almost hear a harp

But the crashing thunder
Was taking over the night
The lightening bringing small bits of light

I sat on my balcony
Looking out towards the sea
All I could think of is
“What will happen to me”

All alone
On this nasty night
It wasn’t just the storm
Nothing felt right

The house was empty
Except for me
That’s how it will always be

Alone through this very storm
And every other one life brings along
Where do I begin
To write this sad song
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