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Your ghost lingers
Our connection is still open
I can feel your highs and lows
I can feel your anger and love
Do you feel mine
Can you feel how alone I feel?
Knowing that now
With the only one gone
There is none left who can decipher what I’m saying
“The sky is blue,” I could say
“The sky is light blue” is the common response
No one ...
Thursday 14th December 2017 12:28 am
Why did you imply I’m an addict?
Why did you imply that I use my mental illness as an excuse?
Do you realize that you did either of those?
Why do you think you couldn’t make me happy?
Why did you say such mean things?
Why did you keep me so close only to tear me away layer by layer?
Why did you unfriend me after saying you wanted to be friends?
Why did you leav...
Thursday 14th December 2017 12:26 am
… not even angry orchard tastes the same.
Why did you touch everything in my life?
I feel as though I’m covered in your prints
Traces of you everywhere I go
Told the bartender
He kept asking about you
but maybe it was an excuse to talk to me
Who am I kidding? That’s a laugh
Rid me of your ghost
Just for a short while
Thursday 14th December 2017 12:22 am
This is starting to piss me off
This thing the universe is doing
Where you’re everywhere now
Walt Whitman wrote a beautiful and loving poem
About community, inclusion, equality, and love
I Sing The Body Electric in harmony with Whitman
My soul enraptured by his words of truth
For school I must write an analytical essay
And for the life of me
I have no argument to really ...
Thursday 14th December 2017 12:20 am
One cannot simply ignore this
Superstitions do not normally get my attention
That is, until premonition fruition
Hindsight and all
Yet while the bayous have snow
Rain taps my window pain
I cannot ignore this sign
I will not see snow this year,
Perhaps for many years to come
Snow is too pure to be touched by my tainted skin
Yet still I pray ...
Friday 8th December 2017 10:47 pm
Your Skype signed in again
It’s so tempting to call you
There’s a voice screaming at me to just
Pick up the phone
Just pick up the phone
Against every urge
I’m silent, all except these prose
I must stay silent
Wait for what?
For the message, the text, the phone call
Another voice tells me
That will never happen
Selfishly, I want you to miss me
I want to make you miss me
Sunday 26th November 2017 3:22 am
Am I allowed to express this?
I’m never quite sure during these times
When you need you
This energy builds up inside me
Wanting to screech out
How beautiful you are to me
How you inspire me to keep going
How every time I get the privilege
of hearing your voice
my soul flutters to your cadance?
You have healing powers beyond your knowledge
Is it ok, will you get ma...
Thursday 23rd November 2017 1:41 pm