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  Nov 2018 Diane K
Jamison Bell
I don’t have to build her a castle, she won’t come out of the one she has.
High grey walls that loom over any chance at ever getting in.
Tapestries of blood and night rain down over the sides.
I want to wash her face with stained glass on a summers eve
Sleeping before the gates amidst the bones of those before me
She dances with the vapors of the her elixirs that warm her
Alluringly and whimsically luring me to an irresistible demise
The idea of love hushed silent by the fear of an inevitable fate
Now there’s only emptiness, a coldness that pervades
A sullen heart
Diane K Nov 2018
Words that flew from his mouth
unwittingly dented my heart.
Now my whole body literally aches to fix something
for which there may not be any spare parts.


Trust me, let me in.





Love Quin
  Nov 2018 Diane K
Jamison Bell
You’re wrong you know?
The darkness does nothing to muffle your cries.
I can still hear you.
You can hide here in the arms of the night.
I’m not going to pull you into the light.
Nor will I try to bring some light to you.
I just wanted you to know
I’m here too.
If you like
I’ll come stand beside you.
Even when you want to stand in the rain,
So no one’ll see your tears.
I’ll stand with you.
You can tell me your story,
And I promise I won’t walk away
We can stay here together, and listen to the rain.
When you feel better and are ready to step back out into the sun.
I’ll wish you only the best.
And when the storms come back, Hope isn’t lost.
Because I’m still here
In the rain
Where you left me.
Diane K Nov 2018
She is screaming so loudly
                      but only in her head.
For someone has come and stolen all her words.
Diane K Nov 2018
I fear this time you stayed away too long.
I question what's the sense in seeing you as it only fools me into thinking I belong.
And, we both know I'm not that strong.

Don't open that bottle of Red,  don't remind me of the pretty words I said.
I don't want to kneel beside your bed.
Giving you head.

It only leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Diane K Oct 2018
she was never ashamed of her nakedness
   until he stripped her of her dignity.

she never felt so cold and violated
   until his icy words penetrated her.

she feels lost and alone
and seeks protection and warmth in her torn self esteem.
Diane K Oct 2018
stupid stuff comes out of his mouth
until he says my name.
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