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My heart's gone numb
I can't even hear it beating
Sometimes I feel a slight pang
Then it's gone once more
The heartache was too great
It was too much
Now I must live my life
Without any remembrance
Of love's sweet touch
My friends keep me happy
Most of the time
But they don't know what I keep hidden
Behind my lonely green eyes
Everything's fading
Maybe it's good that I forget
For if I remembered the love
I'd remember the loss
It's not true what they say
I would have rather never loved at all
Than felt the pain of losing you
I can't even hear it beating
Sometimes I feel a slight pang
Then it's gone once more
The heartache was too great
It was too much
Now I must live my life
Without any remembrance
Of love's sweet touch
My friends keep me happy
Most of the time
But they don't know what I keep hidden
Behind my lonely green eyes
Everything's fading
Maybe it's good that I forget
For if I remembered the love
I'd remember the loss
It's not true what they say
I would have rather never loved at all
Than felt the pain of losing you
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Like Tomorrow Will Never Come
We're still young,
with s i n g s o n g children's voices in our throats,
and beautiful muddy footprints in our hearts.
We're still beautiful,
with lopsided smiles,
and laughs that make the sun's heart ache.
So grab my hand,
and I'll show you the sunshine,
hidden under bluebell wings,
and butterfly petals.
We'll run in circles,
just to make my dress twirl,
and our lungs burn
(in the good kind of way.)
We'll jump in the rain,
with laughter pealing
like thunderclaps,
trying to outscream the storm.
We'll camp under the stars,
with only the velvet black canopy as our tent,
counting the stars,
and naming each one after
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Almost
I almost cried today.
I almost felt that familiar pang of loneliness and
It almost seized control of my heart again.
It almost threw me back into that darkness,
That abyss of nothingness
I have become acquainted with on several occasions.
I almost fell to my knees today.
I almost needed to feel the comfort of touch
So I almost crossed my arms over my middle and held myself.
I almost laid my face into the space between my knees
Screaming and sobbing;
I almost released every emotion I ever had
Emitting a geyser of regret, fouled by desperation.
I almost rolled my body onto my cold hardwood floor.
I almost placed my hand upon the b
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Just Another Alice
I find humanity beautiful in everyone except myself.
Like a nurse, I see the sores of the wounded
infested with maggots painted to look like little pocket watches.
Yet I fail to heal my own deep holes.
Deeper than skin or soul,
they reach from mind to womb…
will I ever be whole?
Sometimes I ask myself if I belong here.
In this house, in this town,
even this planet; and no one has given an answer.
I cannot remember when I did not quiver
from the harsh frost of reality,
where is the warmth I need?
In my veins it runs thicker than blood.
Ink the color of clear skies tattoos my skin with leopard's spots,
bl
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Written just now.
I think it conveys how I'm feeling nicely.
I think it conveys how I'm feeling nicely.
© 2010 - 2024 Raven-Mapleson
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Been there, felt that...hate it. Love the poem though. There is so much emotion. faved