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Meaningless

this truth
drives me insane
as if the wounds
of careless words
goes unhealed

I wait patiently
for the moment to come
wrapped up in apprehension
I feel
so undone

I know relief is there
just beyond the door
but sometimes I wonder
when the wind whispers
if there is more

my tears
know nothing
but this pain
a waking nightmare
of useless despair

I once believe
in the golden promise
your honeyed words
like a balm
how foolish I was

It feels as though I’m trapped
in the web of wants
needing the truth
with the substance of cotton candy
too sweet to be real

so I wait
stretched taunt and thin
for the adoration
of your love
never knowing it was false

how could I
loose myself so utterly
to the nothingness that is left
a wake for fools
will I be mourned at last

unbidden they come
like rivers of hot pain
as I wrap deep inside
my misery
hidden from all except the night

in moments of clarity
I lie to myself
as if pretending
will make it all go away
as if the pain is nothing

how I wish it was nothing
wish that I could be
so suave and carefree
harden myself against the softness
that always brings me down

how foolish can I be
letting your falseness
lock onto me
when words are as meaningless
to you
as me







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A snippet of time

She watched him under the veil of her eyelashes, suddenly feeling subdued and embarrassed. Her palm stung. A bitter reminder of what she had done; the pink imprint of her hand slashing across his pale cheeks. Her heart tattooed dangerously against her chest, as she watched him move closer to her. She raised her hand to strike again. “Once was enough,” he whispered in that low silky voice, his hand grabbing her arm. She looked up into his face. Big mistake. His eyes were hard and black.