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wounded words Oct 2013
Here comes the feeling I thought
I'd forgotten
Steadily rolling in with gray skies
and crunchy leaves
My hands they shake
My head it spins
Engulfed In a circle of nights I don't
want to end-
but the moon is always here
A clear head is something  out
of a fairy tale
And nothing is stopping me from picking up my poison
and back tracking
I know everything you don't want me to and
you make hell
feel
like
home
Welcome back depression-
it's been awhile
wounded words Oct 2013
2:52 am and I confuse streetlights
for the sun
This cold breeze violently rattling
my bones is that of Sunday mornings and fever dreams
I can barely make out the outline of
your cracked lips in the foggy haze of
that old basement
but it's the only permanent thought
in my head
that doesn't **** me
One after one
I drink you down until I am far enough
away from my mind to let go
They say night is for the lonely-
and as I watch you smile and walk away,
I remember why
wounded words Oct 2013
awoke with a sneeze as desperate eyes shut
against the dust floating in through rays of sunlight
I can't quite tell if the sweet smell of summer is still trapped in the jar beside my bed but I'm praying the air Is anything but crisp
your voice is straining through the crack under
the door and your words are burning a hole straight through my head
Im staring ahead passing the only places I've ever known
and everyone knows it's not because I am strong

I lost you somewhere between wrong notes and dark hallways-
our love is falling down the staircase like cigarettes and rain and
I don't know when I'll be seeing you next
as I hear it's better that way
But I'm searching for familiarity everywhere that I go and if I find it in your eyes tonight-
please don't make me live without you

Jet Black night and Saturated thoughts break into riots on the street
I'm revolting the comfort of your mind and Im tearing away from the smell of you still lingering in the wreck-
If anonymity was still in the dictionary
wounded words Oct 2013
I am to you one of the hundreds of leaves you pass by on the sidewalk
I am to you a second glance at something halfway wonderful
Never will i be a line in your favorite song
Never will I be the book you don't want to end
And Never will I be enough
Not
   Even
       For
    m
    y
    s
    e
    l
    f
wounded words Sep 2013
191 days later and not one goes by without
a hint of you floating through my mind
You still swim around the canals of my head and you're tearing at the walls but there's no way out
I can't tell if This is heaven or hell but
I hear your voice in everyone around me and I feel your grasp with every brush of a shoulder
I ran away every chance you gave me
it's what I do best
but I find myself running towards you in my sleep
And I know you love the chase but everyone knows you can be lazy
I'm wondering what you're doing and if I ever creep into your thoughts but I know you've  left the yellow brick road long ago
wounded words Sep 2013
I'm lying here all alone
and it's 2:06 am and I'm thinking of the way your eyes get wider when you see me
I thought about kissing you once and it's never left my mind
When I think of you I think of warm blankets and tense arms
Of the field of freckles spreading across your nose and the walls between us
I don't know why you're always on my mind but it seems you're never going to leave
The last time i saw you, you were wearing the smile I thought was mine and I haven't seen you since
I can't make you miss me and that's the worst part
wounded words Sep 2013
You clutch my hand
Until my finger tips turn white
with your
Never-let-me-go grasp,
As we stumble along we pray to god
We don't step on a crack
Because the last thing we need
Is to break our mothers' back

I'm falling into you falling into me
And I can't read the flashing neon sign
Standing right in front of me
And when I close my eyes all I see
Is you tracing my lips with
Endless smoke rings floating
From yours like a thousand secrets

I see you in the purple haze, the dimming glow
Of 2 am and bad *****
Spilling out of your mouth like the words
You keep locked up during the day
And only when you lie on the ground
And look to the stars
Do they Come pouring
out of your tattered mouth

You slam into me and press our lips together
Under the fading yellow moon
Who by now knows our secret
So well

Your kisses tastes like friday nights and loneliness-
But you only know me at night
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