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mike smith Oct 2012
There is more that I want to tell you than I have time to say.
Skeletons fill my closet,
That's why I can't stay.
They turned me into the monster I despise today.
~
Is it even worth it to contemplate why
I'm the person I am yet am unable to cry?
As a burden to you as well as myself
When you care for my well-being because i can't.
I forced your attempts of support right past me,
Along with your attempts at empathy.
I closed myself off from you.
So I think it's time for me to go
If just to ease your life,
But to where I do not know.
I hope I'll figure it out before it's too late.
~
One less source of stress.
One less hopeless mess.
I'll leave no trace,
As if I never was there.
Not a poster on my wall.
Not even a pen in a door.
As good as death in your eyes,
But wherever i go
I'll be gone from your life.
So try to remember my good side.
Try to disregard my occasional reprehensibility,
My selfishness and my lies.
~
Those bricks I laid upon your shoulders,
Please toss them to the ground.
Hear the smash as your memory of me drowns.
Walk away from my shattered body,
Erase the pieces from your mind.
~
But keep my heart
And you'll still see me when you dream.
Lewis Jun 2013
Love wants
from me
something that I cannot give

Love twists
its arms
around my
side
and gently
holds my
body
with fierce verification.

It strokes my
needs
and fuses my
mind
with my
body’s
instinctual reprehensibility
without reason,

Love wants to be heard
Love wants to be known
But love cannot move beyond.

Love is paralyzed when prodded
By love’s own fee
of
self-ownership.

See,
love wants
more

See,
Love thinks: more
Love sees: more
Love FEELS: more
Love demands: MORE

And more
And more
And more;

Until love,
yet again,
needs
more
love.

— The End —