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in my dreams,
he’s not as pretty as he seems.
maybe it’s my heart telling my brain
“it’s not what it’s cracked up to be”
Literature
Downpour
To be ignored, is like a downpour,
where even the raindrops refuse to hit you.
Rain overflowing the gutters in these dirty veins,
as yellow sneakers drag street lines into the cracked pavement.
Hansle and Gretel crums,
a simple reminder of where I house my pain.
If only my lashes had length enough, to hide tears,
but i'm afraid the only growing lashes are from the whip I taste daily.
Downpours come and go in life.
Don't seek shelter under a weathered umbrella,
if the rain wont get you the wind surly will.
Literature
On Autopilot
Breath in, relax -
let the fresh, chilling air
brush against your skin;
your body a moving statue
amongst the crowd
of silent silhouettes.
Breath in, try to relax
as you go about your day;
as you attempt to fit in;
struggling to survive.
Devoid of all emotions,
your soul is gone -
your body on autopilot.
No thoughts; no opinions.
You are, just there...
merely existing.
Breath in, as you panic -
worrying about your future
and the things that await you.
Literature
Seashine
Sacred skin
where heavens and ocean
collide,
an imprint on salted lungs
an echo
of aching, of
a moonlit yearning upon the
rolling tide.
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touch your tongue to the water
to find that its sand
to find that its sand
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