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  Mar 2018 Marty
Simoné
It took me seven years
to realise
the words in my mind
were too deep for
my mouth to dig up
I thought it was easier
to open my skin
and let the truth
pour down my arms

It took me seven years
to realise
nobody should be allowed
to touch parts
of your home
or hold pieces  
of your heart
that you don't yet understand

It took me seven years
to realise
I will wear these scars
forever
I'll carry them
through every smile
every kiss
every concerned gaze
I'll carry them
to my grave

It took me seven years
to realise
the pain carved
into the walls
of my castle
etchings of
attempting to disappear
are not a story of weakness
but a tale of
how I survived
  Mar 2018 Marty
Shanath
And I wore a sweater yesterday
But today I bled through my skin,
And in the street today
Shedding of the hearts
Did flood my eyes
And I sniffed back the tears
While unscrewing the dull red bulb.
But I could no longer hold
When you went
And I guess this is it
This is where I end.
Survival is hard after a taste of love,

I always knew but I was cheated by hope.
Marty Mar 2018
Visitor,
On my door
why has your shadow not crossed?
Is it my companionship you do not want?

Is it greed that parts us from sharing?
Is it mine lust for thy company?
That keeps you from my presence

Night after night, room to room
I search for you my friend
It is for the sake of peace
Your name I scream

As I walk to and fro
With my head hung low
And nothing does my eyes see
Your gentle face I cannot find

Oh visitor
Where are you in the night
So many have found your arms
And want not the journey they began

Yet,  it is for your name
Upon my knees the dust I scatter
Tears follow the traveled path
And my voice can no longer sing

Oh my friend if my eyes you find closed
At the door, bother not with a knock
My welcome you have in your ears
Sling thou foul blade, for you my heart yearns
  Mar 2018 Marty
Midnight
The funny thing is...
I laugh in the shadows
And scheme in the light*
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I lurk in the depths
And cry when I stumble.
I walk through the fields
And scream when I'm fine.

I tantalize the men
And shrink when they pounce.
I flirt with the ladies
But disappear when they come.

I beg lovers to change
But complain when they try.
I seek out the demons
And lead the angels astray.

I can't seem to decide
To choose the good over bad.
But I sure can complain
And I sure cannot change.

It's getting annoying
My heart pays the price.
But I'm still dancing with devils
And there's no end in sight.
Whatever is wrong with me.
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