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 Jan 2016 Cherry
m i a
//why?\\
 Jan 2016 Cherry
m i a
oh why,

why did you do that to them?

why did you dim

their souls

and crush their hearts

like coal?

why did you erase

the art within their hearts

and replace it with darkness?

i swear this is madness,

all you created was sadness.

do you not see what you have done?

you actually think this is fun?

you're sick, and im sad i'm apart of this.

you like to kiss

the light away

and turn night into day

within these precious minds,

you persuade people to believe

that you're kind.

you say you treat them like gold

as you mold

them into who you want them to be.

oh society,

oh mighty society,

what have you done to us?
from yours truly,
to society
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Issy
The first day I had a crush.
I asked you to the dance and you said yes.
We danced so awkwardly and far apart.
Hardly talked the whole night.
And what we did say was full of nervousness.
Then next day we were together.
Well you asked the night before,
But I didn't answer you right then.
"So is this gonna be a thing?"
Seven words that would start a life time.
Then we were in love.
Like no love I had ever felt before.
I wanted to be around you 24/7.
I'd miss you when we were apart.
We had planned our future together.
Soon we had fallen apart.
Six months seemed so short.
Plans for our future,
Were no longer for us.
They were for you. And for me.
The memories of us became torture.
I cried countless times.
Now we aren't we.
I am me, and you are you.
That's how it is.
No more tears, no more sadness.
Just memories.
The memories are no longer painful.
They're happy.
You can't stay bitter all you're life.
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Issy
Dear Who I could have called father,
    I’m sorry I couldn’t be what you wanted me to. I’m sorry that I wasn’t good enough for you to call me your daughter. I’m sorry that you never wanted a kid to begin with. But that is not an excuse. What you did to my brother and I was unacceptable. You hurt us. Both physically and mentally. And you hurt our mothers. You didn’t want us so you left. You moved to Florida and forgot about us. Forgot about me. But I didn’t forget about you. You left a scar inside of me. Maybe if you had stayed around, not only around me, but on the earth, you could have been happy. Maybe if you had have gotten to know me, you’d have liked me. Maybe if you were still alive you’d have come back to us, to see what I have grown up to be. Maybe, just maybe, you’d be proud of me. But you weren’t. You left us. You left us hurting. My brother won’t even talk to me anymore because I’m just another reminder of you. And I cannot call you father.
Sincerely,
        The one you could have loved.
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Madalyn
I want to know you.
Your family, your childhood, your thoughts on love and religion.
I want to know you.
Your deepest, darkest thoughts, your fears, what makes you tick.
I want to know you.
Your favorite movies, songs that make you cry, books you love to read.
I want to know you.
The last time you cried, the last time you laughed, the last time you had the time of your life.
I want to know you.
Every inch of your mind, every inch of your body.
I want to know you…
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Emily B
walking
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Emily B
I wish you would take my hand
and walk away with me.
Conversations may float
from autumn branches
or we may find
that silence is sweeter.
There are wildflowers somewhere

   -waiting-
to wave in the wind.

There is a rock
high on the hill
where distant drums
still pray.

I want to take you there.
an old one
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Marcus Belcher
I've always been afraid to be ******
Never wanted to be a raging hormonal beast
Loving her parts but not her whole
Perverse thoughts staining my soul

But wanting her skin AND mind is fine
An appreciation that ages like wine
Thinking of your body while feeling your light
Wanting to make love then hold you tight

To please is to love
Learned that from above
Your comfort is a priority
*** is wanted but part of the minority

No scheme or plan
Coming before you a bare man
Offering the radiant tangible feelings in my hand
Fighting to stay when other ran

Drowning in the depth of her essence
Overcome by your totality
Unable to exist with you in reality
Hence why he's the latest fatality

But I'm here on demand
Trust me, I'm your biggest fan
Don't worry, it'll be alright
I'll be here when you greet the morning light
A very personal poem that explains my anxiety around women who are beautiful. Inside and out.
 Jan 2016 Cherry
WoodsWanderer
What if your eyes came back to me
A thousand years from now
When both our bodies have turned to dust
Countless times.
What if I caught you
In the face of a stranger
A perfect stranger.
What if I knew those eyes
What if my own welled with tears of forgotten grief
How can this be?
As I recalled fluttering skirts
Wild laughter
Dark curling hair
A ski ***** nose
and a love too powerful for one being to contain.
What if I capture your eyes
infinities from now
and still know them.
What will they say?
How will they prove souls exist
and that ours found the other in the face of a perfect stranger.
How will they prove that love
exists beyond the boundries of mans wonderments
that is is beyond full understanding
and follows souls between bodies.
Why waste our time trying to disprove and play down such a mysterious thing as love
When we are here to bask in it
To learn from it
To grow from it
And create a love that exists beyond the cage of human flesh
That expands into the very atoms we are made of
and travels through the soft willfull passing of time
What if I told you I loved you enough
To travel beyond the stars
Beyond the dust we are made of
What if I told you my soul loves yours
Infinitly.
I know thousands of years from now
When both our bodies have turned to dust
Countless times
We will find eachother in the face of perfect strangers
And recognize the eyes in which the soul lives
That knows no bounds
Feeling overwhelmed with emotion. Watch i orgins if you want to be mind blown.
(c) 2016. Jess Treijs. All Rights Reserved.
 Jan 2016 Cherry
repressi0n
Mirror
 Jan 2016 Cherry
repressi0n
Let me go**

Let me go because I am not the same anymore
Let me go because we are not the same anymore

Don't ask me to fix bridges
Don't ask me to do stitches

And try not looking at the old pictures
And try not thinking of our lost scriptures

Be good to yourself
Be kind to yourself

You will be alright
You will be fine

It's a brand new day tomorrow
It's a new chance to clear the sorrow

Have patience
Have courage

Let me go
Let us go
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Kareena
Asthma
 Jan 2016 Cherry
Kareena
Constricted bronchioles and anxiety had a baby
Within my father's chest
They named her asthma
And it is him she does possess

Coughing fits and nervous breaks
Are not easy scenes to bear
Stomach injections, lung inspections
Soiled clothes and messy hair

Then the coctails come, one by one,
Morphine, Pulmocort, Seroquil
An IV is the quickest fix
But it doesn't always fit the bill

Long inhilations, short exhilations
It increases rapidly
It's full blown now, she has attacked
Asthma, you're a mystery

Why do you posses such a man
That cares for others more?
I guess everyone has their weakness
But other have it worse, I am assured
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