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Still
I been sleeping under the ocean,
drowning in emotion,
mind empty and slowing,
sound but a commotion
too loud without meaning.
Time passes silent still
all my words desert me
when I lose my will.
Tired of climbing
the same sodden hill.
It rains and it hails
and the sun comes
in and out of view.
The smell is old but new,
the memory evades
but the pain, still
cuts rig...
Sunday 18th June 2017 6:45 pm
I Don't Want to Write Tonight
Nothing will ease this ache,
this pain,
this blank space.
My heart lies torn,
so worn.
Words don't help,
my mind a blur,
my sleepless brain,
my feelings of dismay.
All these things
pull me under,
awaken my thunder.
Alone we wonder
and wander
from one star to another
trying in vain
to illuminate the way
but the pain won't go away
no matter
how we pray.
It all comes...
Friday 20th January 2017 4:49 am
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