08/13/2019

“I didn’t want to lose you.”
I was never yours.
“I didn’t wanna let you go.”
I’ve been here before??

“Tell me, can we keep us?”
What ‘us’ do you even mean?
“You know- me….you-“
But ‘us’ there’s never been

“I’m sorry that I hurt you”
Oh… I am too
“No, don’t say that to me”
No- no, not to you…

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08/12/2019

pretty hues fill the spaces
as gentle lights touch my soul
ever so gently I fall to pieces
melting all my fragile whole

for when heavens cry in crystal tears
of fractal, frozen sweet charades
the world turns colder in dismal cheers:
sullied, untamed, in bleak parades

and so I step into the frosty alleys;
to the world’s deepest, coldest halls
thoughts blazing in sapphire glory
I’ll dance as this soul-less fortress falls

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08/11/2019

For she sails through storms
And when winds don’t go her way
She adjusts her sails

She treads through rough lands
And when earth couldn’t hold her
Dreams become anchors

She’s a believer
And when faith loses power
She comes home to love

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08/10/2019

Blistered…
Raw, real, unfiltered
Weary in all brazen surrender
Hidden within wounds uncovered

Wounded…
Hurt, torn, undaunted
In all glory of his tattered armor
Smiling, strong, my one true warrior

Broken…
Defeated, tired, unspoken
Striding across stones and wreckage
Of what used to be my regal visage

Found…
Shaken, faith unbound
I stood there frozen, hope forsaken
Barren of life and death mistaken

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” He showed me his scars,
and in return he let me pretend
that I had none. “

(Madeline Miller)

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08/09/2019

of sun pops and tear drops
of tiny ashen gold pots
of scars and smiling sad screens
of a million and one musings

of heartbeats and heartaches
of faithful believings
of a few thousand mistakes
of wishful overthinkings

I maybe all stitches and tapeworks
But my spirit is whole…
In a galaxy of broken fixtures
I am a constellation

I am but one.
Yet versions of me exist in shards
of biased consciousness.
I am but whole.
Yet I appear only in fractions
of knitted perceptions.

In all scattered fractals
of fragmented memory
Will you hold my pieces whole?
Please don’t make me make you tell me…

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08/08/2019

Let’s sing of our morrows
in velvety tunes
and paint us futures
under frosty moons

Let’s kiss all our sorrows
with sapphire goodbyes
And cherish forever
under indigo skies

For when all of heavens
bleed it’s midnight hues
You shall be my beloved
And I, your muse

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08/07/2019

Stop.

Stop crying to other people’s tears!
Stop bearing other people’s pain!
Stop fighting other people’s battles!
Stop losing to other people’s games!

I have been calling out for you
from deep within these horrid walls
sending you my loudest whispers
begging you ‘please, just hear my calls’

I’m here, it’s me, please let me out!
I will cry for us both.
Let me feel our pain, and fight our battles
Let me do for us what you won’t

So to you, my dearest, ‘stronger’ half,
Please don’t forget about me.
I may be weak and too naive,
but I’m a part of you, you see…

You…are more than this.

We are.

‘I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted.’
(- Hozier / Shrike)

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08/06/2019

There’s never enough…

silence within her loudest laughter
nor spaces between her hollowed rhymes
no sweet taste of her calmest anger
can paint the darkest of her stormy nights
For there’s just not enough poetry
that can ever really truly describe
that gentle chaos that lies within her-
carved into wonders by her truest lies

and so she writes again.

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08/05/2019

Come take my soul to places
Of wonders far unknown.
Discover all my phases,
Destroy these walls I’ve grown.
I long not for perfection;
What I need is something true.
Obscured from all deception
Make this broken heart anew.
Promise me no sweetest lies
Let actions speak your truth.
End my sullen soul’s demise,
Restore my absolutes…

—
coddiwomple
(n.) to travel in a purposeful manner
towards a vague destination
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