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Done GoofedSitting on the balcony watching the smoke swell around me
Thoughts and and pain stab relentlessly
The cold doesn't bother as the wind whips my hair in my eyes
Trying hard to not let tears fall, so hard to disgiuse
Thousands of apologies float around in the air
But none seem to fit, more tears form and I pull my own hair
Biting my lip until it's bloody and raw
I am a fool, I am a jerk, I am appalled
Shooting liquor, a newly aquired taste
Trying to numb the feeling of a friendship waste
Sleep doesn't come, I'm up staring at the ceiling
More thoughts come, reeling and reeling
Wanting to sleep and not to wake up, forever in a dream
But instead I'm stuck in this hell as my heart continues to scream
Clenching my fists until my nails bite into my palms
Getting harder and harder to keep my calm
This feeling of...
Words I have said
Word that cannot be taken back
Words that sting
Words that bite
Words that tear
I care about you
Everything you do and say
I care about you so much
So much you don't even realize
Hurt me as well
I don't understand
I can't comprehend this.
I can't figure out why
This hurts so much
Why it is that I care so much
But I do anyway.
Touching fire hurts
But I keep my hands in the flames
My skin cinges
But I keep it there anyway
Now I have thrown water on the fire
And the fire has gone out
Leaving only soaked ashes where you once were
No traces of smoke left in the sky
And rain down
Washing away the ashes
No trace left behind
No warm fire left
Water on my fire
My fire that burnt
Seared with pain
But provided me with light
My light is gone
And my hand is scarred
I sink t omy knees
And stare at the ground in regret
Can't relight m fire
There is no rekindling
The MazeThe maze...
I've been stuck in this god forsaken maze for hours... or days... or weeks...
Time has no meaning here.
Each turn leads to another dead end.
Lost in the labrynth of vines and thorns.
Only the sky above is visible, the bricks along the ground, the green hedges...
Is there no escape?
Am I doomed to be wandering aimlessly in here forever?
Will there be some sort or path that opens up?
Or am I going to have to fend for myself?
Rain falls, and floods the maze.
My dress becomes soaked, and torn to shreds
My feet are bloody and raw
My hands are broken and bruised
My hair is tangled
My breath is shallow
My heart is barely beating
I fall to the ground
And look up at the sky
Rain falls in my eyes
And runs down my face
I stand up again,
My legs unstable.
I begin to walk again,
Refusing to be damned to this maze forever.
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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