POETRY: Your Weakness

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I know, if I saw you now, I would lose

My anger, and find my fear

Just like before

Submitting to your strength

No

Falling prey to your weakness.

I know, if I saw you now, I would break

And plead with you to tell me

“Why?”

But you would look on

Confused

My recurring nightmare

A hazy memory

You can’t recall

I was so easy to hurt, it came naturally

Like breathing.

 

 

 

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POETRY: BloodLetting

They used to think
The blood was sick
And so you had to bleed
Can my sickness
Be the pain
That makes me feel the need
To make the cut
To plunge the blade
And know it’s my decision
To watch the blood
Flow beautifully
From my desperate incision
This could bring me
Sweet escape
From my vicious heart
That pumps my body
Full of pain
But I don’t know where to start

POETRY: Last Night

Last night I cried
And my eyes opened
My soul poured out
Small drops of emotion
Only human frailty can create

Today was rain
And the heavens opened
The cleansing torrent
Washing away the impurities
Yet allowing life to go on

Last night I cried
Today was rain
And my eyes opened
And the heavens opened
My soul poured out
The cleansing torrent
Small drops of emotion
Washing away the impurities
Only human frailty can create
Yet allowing life to go on