Selfishangel498

wind.. there's so much wind it's restless, endless, it blows in the dust it swirls in the dirt it doesn't bring rain though A fine coat of brown covering your arms slipping in your eyes would wipe it away but its coated your fingers too the heat wind running in the windows the only thing that cools the day the cold wrapped in a blanket legs tucked in close pumping hot air sporadically in an attempt to save the battery, save gas sometimes you feel the opressive boredom the weight of nothing, no one five hours to go... Sleep just to break               the pattern catching a couple hours the ones you missed last

I close my eyes, and i can hear them dreaming I close my eyes and i can feel the same A sense of patience, a close guarded worry I hope that i will never bring you shame Your voice surrounds me, the plot thickens A world of hurt, unto my undying will You will beseech me, and hear my voice stutter Unto my grave, can you be mine still, still.                        No speech save what you've told me                        No space for useless and worrying words                        A chance encounter, a new set of choices                        Lift us higher than the sky-like birds                        I once memorized the

Cannon Fodder If a soul truely breaks No entity may repair The damage done by One steeped in dispair. If nature decides one Must pass, love will Not break the hold of Such a hefty bill. Danger draws many heroes For evil and for good. Yet if evil wins, by law Nothing says they should. Hope keeps the spark Shining.  So it is fair If hope goes unfulfilled It morphs into dispair.

Dark Omens When the sunlight fades On my darkened grave Knnow that I once held You in my arms. When the cool breeze blows Over my grave stone Know that I once lived And that I loved you. And when the dawn breaks And you stir on the ground Know that I have found A peace so profound. And when I held you close Before we got the news Know that inside I Was not yet broken. I held onto my life Longer than we thought Because you cried with me And I could not leave you. But now I have no tears I've left you all these years Know when the time comes I'll be here waiting for love.

                                                Deeper Emotion                                         In a poem, I wish to surmise             

Enough I stood upon a broken cliff top And howled at the moon. I knew her name had fallen From your lips and, It wasn’t a moment too soon. If I had but a scrying ball I’d Learn from it what I may. And I’d always forever know what You mean when you say, I did not leave you, I hold your hand in mine. And with our voices, We both march to the same rhyme. And it is enough, For me and you. Now she’s reaching for your two hands The ones I clasp in mine. Your choice stands before you, I won’t Won’t take you back this time because, I will not leave you, I hold your hand in mine. And with our voices

When I saw you on that hilltop The sun shining through your hair You looked just like a vision And I was not yet aware Of just how much my heart could feel How close I could be to you From that morning I belonged to you From that morning I fell for you Now I don't know What to do I've never felt This way for you And that is my problem here I've said I loved you for years So how do I tell you I never loved you all along

Pieces of Reality Have you ever held a memory in your palm, Felt it, you closed your eyes and you could taste it Touch it, dream it? Ever had that memory shatter, ripped from your grasp And the brutality and impact caused you to cry out As the silent tears fell? Have you ever held a memory so close to you And later realized it was not a memory at all But simply a made up dream? Can figments of our imagination create fake emotions So that you feel something you have never And will never feel? But how then can you be sure what you recall is true When dreams are sometimes more harsh and real Than our own lives are?

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