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Audra Dec 2018
i sit on my bed
telling my mind to be quite,
for my mind is alert
but my body is tired.

webs of questions,
tangles of people,
and strings of stories
combine in my thoughts.

my fingers are lethargic,
neither foot will cooperate,
and my eyes are drooping—
all longing for sleep.

but my mind will win
because it won’t shut up.
yes, i really am that tired
Audra Dec 2018
You were there—
Of course you were.
The one day when
I couldn’t take it anymore.
After those months
With no words,
Well, at least
There was a warning—
Oh wait,
I received nothing.

How was I supposed
To feel?
To think?
To breathe?
And at the very end
When I chose the seat
Right by you
Did we even talk?

There is no protocol
No plan of attack,
So I just followed my instinct
And hoped that it was right
When we sang together
But I sang with your sister.
Did I do it right?
I have questions still.

If only I could see your view.
about a night of haywire emotions
Audra Dec 2018
Just a look
At your eyes.
Pain seeping through
The barriers unseen.
I soak it up
Hoping to be of help
But nothing works.
Quieter than thought possible
Wishing I had the courage
To help take it away.
The power—
I have,
But the courage
Is lost at sea.
how many more words will be required of me?
  Dec 2018 Audra
sophia
that you could come back to me

that your love could warm my frozen heart again

that you hug me with tender touches of moonlight

i wish and i wish and i wish

that i could have you back
Audra Dec 2018
I want to be there
When you let your hair down,
And when you talk about your day:
Every person that got under your skin.

I want to see the kinks and curls
Each golden wave and blue pool—
The ones that draw me in.
And the curve of your perfect smile

I want to mend the
Broken and bent emotions
That you’ll never want to share.
But maybe after my begging your mind will change.

With the position I’m in, I’ll never be seen,
I’m a name and a face constantly in the crowd.
I can barely yell for you and cheer you on,
Yet somehow I still wish to be there.

When you let your hair down.
but would you want me to be there?
Audra Dec 2018
You’re on my mind
Again.
Although I am not surprised,
For today we exchanged words—
And your hair was down.

You were in my dreams—
What a feat when
My subconscious uses brick
For the walls that shelter
All thoughts and feelings.

For it is dangerous
When I say:
You are on my mind
And in my dreams.
from last week.
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