Oh, then we were inseparable

Nothing could keep us apart

Nights and days we revelled

We shared one loving heart

She's gone now, taken so quick

I watch in vain for some trace

But her spirit refuses to emerge

Only the shadow of her face

Its like her soul never existed

A mirage from the day we met

Did I dream the words of love

That entrapped me in her net?

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Freedom At Last

Flames raged in the cornfields around it,

Bobbing there in stagnant waters

Tethered to a solid mooring post

With a thick, coarse rope.

Each spark from the furnace

A risk to its rotting timbers

As it took hold and smouldered

And smoked and spread

Oars crossed and laid on its floor

And the spattered markings of crows

Bleaching spots of ...

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Aokigahara.

Take me away,
let me find a place of peace,
of freedom,
Somewhere i belong.

Somewhere i can take myself off track,
hear the trees calling
the whispers of the dead, 
the footsteps leading a path to nowhere.
The silence of horror,
the selfishness, the selfless.

A place of no evil, a place of no light.
Where no man or woman will have sight,
where no man or woman will ha...

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(I've been struggling to show anyone this poem for a long time but I've been inspired to let it free. These feelings are behind me now and it turns out writing was to thank for that afterall)

How does someone stop cutting?
Do they cut into the paper instead?
Replace flesh and blood with diaries and ink,
Replace physicality with mentality,
Replace actions with words,

It isn’t enough.

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