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A Numb
A numb Overtakes the senses I am awake Within my sleeping self Even in slumber The brain is active. I am never free. I am never free.          Let me guide you through the garden of my thoughts.  Where we tilled the land.  Where you planted the seed of hope.  Where you reaped the benefits as the flowers wilted.  Let me guide you. The ground has become dry. I’ve run out of tears to shed.          “I trusted you.” I said, observing the withered plot where our love once grew.  Your face looked vaguely of remorse.  But not enough.  “Why couldn’t you have just been honest with me?”  No response.  “
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Black Water
Waves Crash against the rocks Black water Runs through my fingers I can’t remember the sun anymore I can’t remember feelings I can’t remember Anything. The darkest tides pull me out to sea Far from the island Far from all I’ve known The black has never been so vibrant. I wail for the truth I’ve left I cry for the lost I scream Begging it will wake me Is this real? This environment So cold So unforgiving So damning. Please let this end. Please let this end. PLEASE let this END. I find myself washed up On the rocks Fighting my way Among jagged boulders Salty air grips my lungs And my fears circle like vultu
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To The Dark
To the dark that guides my hand As I slip into sleep And spurs me into unknown lands My dreams, there for to reap I’ve never once regretted The coercion of your acts As we lie silhouetted Moonlight smeared across our backs But note that your enticing Is not what made me weak But rather my uncompromising Hunt for visions I would seek For in the vast enormities Of my unconscious mind Awake the horrors no one sees I thought I’d left behind You see, it wasn’t you that laid the bait That trapped me in your cell For I have always sat in wait To fight my way through Hell.
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Perception
"Perception" Lingering between The       Spoken and heard             Said and meant             Present and seen             With and without Waiting in the wings Changing its mask To suit your mood Unaware of           Expectation Unaware of           Despondence Unaware Of the words that           Fall Through the cracks Only to be picked up later Forced into a Nonsensical assembly Of subtle glances And false smiles And personal assurances Of things that have Never been. The        pauses in phrasing              misheard words              lack of emotion They stalk you, in the wilds of your Over-analytics In the valleys of
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The Monster [Where Were You?]
I am entombed I am                       Trapped in a sepulcher Of bones and flesh Of lies and betrayal Of expectations and failure Of all the former lives I’ve led And any word that I’ve ever dared utter I am Undoubtedly                       Trapped. My feet strain against what feels like it can only be Quicksand. I struggle to keep up while this Literal Physical pain Robs my heart of all               Desire               Creativity               Drive And        Power I fight a monster while both hands are tied behind my back It claws and creeps closer, Licking its lips, Savoring the taste of its own desire, It jabs
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Ducklings
With bodies buoyant as a boat, Effortless the ducklings float. I feel such envy from within; They’ll never have to sink or swim.
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Brick by Brick
Brick By Brick, we Build our Barriers; Blocking the world, Barricading ourselves Behind our eyes, Beyond even the slightest Becoming. But could we ever dream of more? Before? Before.
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A Ghost Walks My Halls
A ghost walks my halls… He calls, but I can’t hear him He claws, but I can’t feel him He falls, and yet I catch him Dust him off and I inspect him As he coughs I start to question His resolve in haunting me. Could it be that this old specter Had run out of options better Resigned to inconsequential Haunting those who don’t believe? (The “those” there meaning me) I sit him down for tea. “Spirit,” at length I started, Quite polite to the departed, “Could it be you’re broken-hearted, Or just seeking some relief? Perhaps there’s grief that you once suffered That requires you to
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A Momentary Descent
With limited ease He squeezed Through the crevasse And though he had, At length, Conjectured And proposed That he’d been alone It was only now, in this Dark,        Dank,                Cavern That he realized his fears had come to fruition His suspicion confirmed He was         Utterly                          Alone. Upon further inspection He noticed the mouths of several tunnels Each branching in a different direction And after brief reflection Of the journey so far He committed. Jagged stones protruded into his path But did little to delay his intrusion. He pushed further into the darkness Until he had to struggle just to see
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Drama in Aisle 5
Her gaze split him to the core Unyielding But he was resolute. They’d been there before. He could feel it A single word that crept, It slithered over her tongue, It crawled between her teeth And took refuge behind her lips Waiting for the right time Waiting to strike To pierce his hopes like a dagger To kill him a thousand times over Why? He begged silently He could feel it With his whole being, he felt it. Without even leaving her mouth, He felt it. From a malleable thought It solidified It hardened Like a stone Like the lump growing in his throat “No.” It needn’t be said. It was apparent. His gaze remained true a
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A Numb
A numb Overtakes the senses I am awake Within my sleeping self Even in slumber The brain is active. I am never free. I am never free.          Let me guide you through the garden of my thoughts.  Where we tilled the land.  Where you planted the seed of hope.  Where you reaped the benefits as the flowers wilted.  Let me guide you. The ground has become dry. I’ve run out of tears to shed.          “I trusted you.” I said, observing the withered plot where our love once grew.  Your face looked vaguely of remorse.  But not enough.  “Why couldn’t you have just been honest with me?”  No response.  “
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Black Water
Waves Crash against the rocks Black water Runs through my fingers I can’t remember the sun anymore I can’t remember feelings I can’t remember Anything. The darkest tides pull me out to sea Far from the island Far from all I’ve known The black has never been so vibrant. I wail for the truth I’ve left I cry for the lost I scream Begging it will wake me Is this real? This environment So cold So unforgiving So damning. Please let this end. Please let this end. PLEASE let this END. I find myself washed up On the rocks Fighting my way Among jagged boulders Salty air grips my lungs And my fears circle like vultu
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To The Dark
To the dark that guides my hand As I slip into sleep And spurs me into unknown lands My dreams, there for to reap I’ve never once regretted The coercion of your acts As we lie silhouetted Moonlight smeared across our backs But note that your enticing Is not what made me weak But rather my uncompromising Hunt for visions I would seek For in the vast enormities Of my unconscious mind Awake the horrors no one sees I thought I’d left behind You see, it wasn’t you that laid the bait That trapped me in your cell For I have always sat in wait To fight my way through Hell.
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Perception
"Perception" Lingering between The       Spoken and heard             Said and meant             Present and seen             With and without Waiting in the wings Changing its mask To suit your mood Unaware of           Expectation Unaware of           Despondence Unaware Of the words that           Fall Through the cracks Only to be picked up later Forced into a Nonsensical assembly Of subtle glances And false smiles And personal assurances Of things that have Never been. The        pauses in phrasing              misheard words              lack of emotion They stalk you, in the wilds of your Over-analytics In the valleys of
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The Monster [Where Were You?]
I am entombed I am                       Trapped in a sepulcher Of bones and flesh Of lies and betrayal Of expectations and failure Of all the former lives I’ve led And any word that I’ve ever dared utter I am Undoubtedly                       Trapped. My feet strain against what feels like it can only be Quicksand. I struggle to keep up while this Literal Physical pain Robs my heart of all               Desire               Creativity               Drive And        Power I fight a monster while both hands are tied behind my back It claws and creeps closer, Licking its lips, Savoring the taste of its own desire, It jabs
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Ducklings
With bodies buoyant as a boat, Effortless the ducklings float. I feel such envy from within; They’ll never have to sink or swim.
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Brick by Brick
Brick By Brick, we Build our Barriers; Blocking the world, Barricading ourselves Behind our eyes, Beyond even the slightest Becoming. But could we ever dream of more? Before? Before.
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A Ghost Walks My Halls
A ghost walks my halls… He calls, but I can’t hear him He claws, but I can’t feel him He falls, and yet I catch him Dust him off and I inspect him As he coughs I start to question His resolve in haunting me. Could it be that this old specter Had run out of options better Resigned to inconsequential Haunting those who don’t believe? (The “those” there meaning me) I sit him down for tea. “Spirit,” at length I started, Quite polite to the departed, “Could it be you’re broken-hearted, Or just seeking some relief? Perhaps there’s grief that you once suffered That requires you to
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A Momentary Descent
With limited ease He squeezed Through the crevasse And though he had, At length, Conjectured And proposed That he’d been alone It was only now, in this Dark,        Dank,                Cavern That he realized his fears had come to fruition His suspicion confirmed He was         Utterly                          Alone. Upon further inspection He noticed the mouths of several tunnels Each branching in a different direction And after brief reflection Of the journey so far He committed. Jagged stones protruded into his path But did little to delay his intrusion. He pushed further into the darkness Until he had to struggle just to see
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Drama in Aisle 5
Her gaze split him to the core Unyielding But he was resolute. They’d been there before. He could feel it A single word that crept, It slithered over her tongue, It crawled between her teeth And took refuge behind her lips Waiting for the right time Waiting to strike To pierce his hopes like a dagger To kill him a thousand times over Why? He begged silently He could feel it With his whole being, he felt it. Without even leaving her mouth, He felt it. From a malleable thought It solidified It hardened Like a stone Like the lump growing in his throat “No.” It needn’t be said. It was apparent. His gaze remained true a
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