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Three Point Five
Three Point Five
Words brew inside and
Yet, they aren't complete,
so I wait with them.
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#9
Happiness seems futile
And confusion clouds my mind
Who am I? How did I get here?
Fear is present, but i push it aside,
Relax, trusting in the words that ancient men wrote, a spot of wisdom,
It brings me:
And focus
Trust in
A calmness I haven’t felt
For a long long time.
#29
When I am quiet, I am nervous.
My voice is easily missed,
like the rumbling of a storm,
you turn over in your sleep.
I am scared. Why is this my new normal?
There are no shattering glasses,
your pulse is steady, I can feel it as your hand holds mine.
I dreamed of a life beyond 'the little jobs'.
But there seems to be no life left to dream.
I still strive forward.
Can you still hear my voice?
#25
A tiny part of me woke up today.
A part of me that rested for a long long while.
Cheerily she said, yawning with a smile,
"Let's be friends and play!"
So I let her into my mind and take control
And I was amazed at the cheer that flooded through my body
Rapid knocks of laughter threw themselves out of the door of my mouth.
My cheeks hurt by the end of the day
Even now, hours after she left to go back to sleep, remnants of her joy remain, fireflies in my heart.
Thank you dear one
For being my friend.
#26
Pure light; it shines against my face.
Loving as the morning sun, gentler then the moon, it is as bright as the lamp next to my pillow.
He touches me gently, lovingly, as if I was worth something.
I am.
It whispers words that mean something to me, a treasure that my heart will keep, if only a while.
He leaves. A guardian as I sleep.
The warmth still stays.
Collect the pieces of this
Scattered mind, mind the
Marbles under footfalls
Fragile friend mind the
Pavement, I say to myself—
We work together until
We don't, the meat and
The mind are mind over
Matter but my matter never
Minds and so the blue light
Flutters like a swallowtail
In December drinking my
Blood, tiny feet stomping
On the wound of a brain
That doesn't
Quite work
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TRUTH. What you need is imagination, and you don’t need to go anywhere to use it.
The birds and my brain scream in
The night as my eyes open, the taste
Of panic pulsing on my tongue
How can one head be half-awake
And already afraid?
Outside the flash of headlights
Streetlights silhouette a land
I can hardly remember
Does anyone miss me in
The world I have forsaken?
Time ticks away, the seconds
Sprinting
Sometimes I forget the sun
Will rise
Sometimes it's so lonely
In the dark