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Brandon Cotter Dec 2017
Reverberating madness
Like an echo on repeat
The blames hurled around us
Yet it stops at your feet

Time to claim your faults
Let's reopen the scars
In search of your hidden vaults
There's one for every star

Every picture
Every song
The cruel thing about it
Is it took us this long

To find out we'd lose
Like a game of darts
And someday we'll choose
What happens to our hearts

Do they belong in the sky?
Or burn to the touch?
Either way I know I'll cry
Because I miss you so much

I miss the sounds
I Miss the sights
Like searching hounds
Miss searching nights

As I sit here all alone
With the confidence I lack
My heart turns to stone
wishing I had you back
Brandon Cotter Dec 2017
You are
*******
The worst thing for me
Yet all I could ever need
And tonight I need you badly
If I **** myself
I want you to be there with me
Smothered on my lips
Violently flowing through me
Pulsating past my heart
So that I can feel your love
On this peaceful winter night
Brandon Cotter Dec 2017
Madness tip toes
Ripping my brain through an eye socket
As its placed in the blender
My memories churn
Feelings splatter on the walls
Every thought I've ever had
Or ever will
Shredded and sprayed
As a ******* piece on display
You gaze at my wonders
My life
Sliding down every crevasse
Just to walk away
Unscathed from the beautiful mess
I sit in silence, a hollow shell
Only to look upon my life
As it was meant to be
A work of art
Brandon Cotter Dec 2017
Mad
The chaos keeps me       sane
It's the                                       Silence
That's really starting to                     Scare me
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Brandon Cotter Dec 2017
Her fingers slither and slide atop my heart
Clinching at the neck
As my father would
With no remorse for the bruises
Or constant aches I awaken to

Every beat captured and confined
The walls filled with jars of the echoing
Never to be heard or reckoned with
Prisoner of my long lost love

I gave you my heart, Without knowing someday I'd have to move on
Shakeled and shredded, it's beat to a pulp
Confined to quarters
Where light simply cannot go

Even if I should move on
I don't think I can
Because darling
I made the biggest mistakes of my life
Loving you and letting go
Brandon Cotter Nov 2017
I've been waiting.... to wake up
           From a Ďream
Or from real i t y
                                    Or somewHere       In be
tween
               As              a shade
Cascading further into the darkness
Where   structure               Has.    no meaning
Colors no light
             And my    Life
                                           No resolve           for
      the restlesš
Brandon Cotter Nov 2017
Like the wheels on my first tricycle
I am broken
Used and worn as my rustic soul sits
Beside the growing weeds
At my parents house
I watch you waste away over the years
Growing tired
Blood red peels from your core
Scattered around for all to see
Maybe one day I'll return
To find you've moved on
From those sun striken rays
Pumbling your existence
And hopefully it gives me the strength
To move foreward as well
And understand that the past
So beautiful and joyous to the senses
But Nothing will put me on the wheels
Of that lonesome bike ever again
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