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I have oceans to spill
Of emotions I feel,
Of thoughts to share
And no basin to fill.

I filled the lagoon or two,
Bearing graceful names,
Now I'm sentenced to ink
And paper's word games.
Is there ever
A day without thinking of you?
The sun gaps of light
Aren’t even bright anymore
I used to
stare at them and
visualize your
beautiful, beautiful face
Inspiration gone: CHECK
 5d Laura
Isabel
He once held her light in his grasp,
guided her in the darkness.
He was once her light and she his––
darkness flowing like blood in a bloodstream

As he leaves, the flame disappears:
no candle or bulb in sight.
Not made to withstand such darkness,
she blames herself for the loss.

As the car door shut, so did her heart.
Leaving a life that once was bright.
Now living in an abyss of guilt.
Her light across the globe.

Alone for so long.
No flame in sight,
only found in her heart.
Something within her changes.


Like a flame glowed differently,
she became her own light.
A spark within herself.
Her light shines almost as bright.
A poem about me being separated from my younger brother and having to figure out who I was without him by my side. You can interpret it however you want though!
 5d Laura
Charmour
I laugh—
Every time I’m on the edge of breaking.
When tears slip down,
Uninvited,
From eyes that were never meant to spill them.

I laugh with all I’ve got,
As if the sound can drown the ache—
As if pretending
Can make the pain behave.

I wear a smile like armor,
A mask of joy the world applauds.
But beneath it all—
Is a soul quietly screaming,
Begging to be held,
To be heard.

To be told:
It’s okay to cry.
It’s not weakness to feel.
It’s not a sin to break

— The End —