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Larry Kotch Jun 2018
Carbon is pummled for endless hours,
Chambers filled with all our might,
Cracks that erode while others soured,
Hope to press a diamond,
When the world will give us ours,
To merge and stretch and stay a while
Those sparkling, timeless hours
This Poem is about long distance love. The pressure and stress of not being near the person you love is so immensely and powerful natural force that when you do meet your lover each hour becomes that more timeless. Each of us is a mountain of forces hoping to merge for as long as possible and press those diamonds.


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Our two mountain ranges are Intertwined and trace the oldest story on the earth. Like all, we were born of magma, wind and surf, we look and feel together but seldom touch and old bodies of mortal things petrify underneath our brave and glossy faces.
JaxSpade Apr 2019
I'm so tired
Every footstep
Feels like miles
How much longer
To get where I'm going

My weakened legs
And buckled belly
Catching breath
On my broken lungs
yelling

I'm so tired
Let me rest in peace
Lord
I can hardly walk
And lift my arms

My head is hung
On lifes gallows
Every footstep is a thousand pounds
Every breath is a half pull

I'm so tired
My eyes close
Inside helplessness
My mind kills

Itself

The world is so heavy
To carry
My shoulders failed

I've lost desire
I'm so tired
And I can't lift my spirit any higher

On the floor of trying
I lay here dying

slow

And why here

All these years and marathons
Gasping for every breath
And finish lines

The time of speed
In the heart of beats
Crying in the pain of natures beast

I'm too tired of getting up
When my face is punched
And pummled each week

I want rest

In the peace of the graves death
Because I'm just too tired here
Fighting loneliness

Battling for money blessed
In paychecks spent
On rent and food fats

I'm too tired
To eat much
Too gone
To feel loved

I'm exhausted

To the max edge
Of this worlds coffin
I lay here
Staring at the ceiling
Waiting for my nerves
Calming

I want to sleep
But I'm still awake
And I contemplate
Escape

I believe it's coming

The weight of the world
Is so tough to carry
It's heavy with worry
And the devils scurvy

All I can do
Is eat drink
and be merry

But I'm just too tired
Of sparing

My life

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