"poofing" poems
I dreampt of you again last night ---
so sweet , it was a nightmare .
an apparition of your hand embalmed in mine .
"poofing" in the smoke of my reality come back to life .
the way you looked at me so fond ; I can never forget .
it brings the tears like a monsoon .
the time going on and on ; post -traumatic .
I age ten years in the span of two months .
living ; learning .
and I still love you .
like pneumonia that never leaves ...
there is always a risk of the sickness again .
take caution .
do I want to fall ill again ?
the second time may come to pass ---
my death would then be on your hands (yours are so lovely) .
and I am so lonely ...
Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 6:27 PM UTC
The softening sounds bring you to mind
in an endless, quiet day.
Whispering drops, poofing falls
also adds brightness
to this overcast grey.
To sit in silence sharing ourselves,
perhaps with a book and tea.
I'll look look up at you, only to find
you're staring back at me.
The warmth of the room is chilled
compared to the heat of my heart
while I dream my lonely thoughts
from the bright of day into the nightly dark.
2010
Jul 29, 2010
Jul 29, 2010 at 6:29 PM UTC
how do you tell the ones you love
that you don't want to exist any more
but you don't want to die
like you would be okay with just poofing out of existence
but you will not try to end your own life
you start to give up
because the absence of feeling
is to much
I use to cry for hours
now it comes in waves
i'll cry for two minutes
and lack all emotions for hours
and then night falls
I can't sleep
but I feel anxious
so anxious
I start to shake
and panic
every night
same time
my nightly panic attack
and I'm sick of it I want emotions back
Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 11:13 PM UTC