Saturday, 29 September 2018

You



Sometimes the sunken place
calls a little too loudly,
appears a little bit too close,
seems a little too familiar. 

Sometimes sitting here
in this hole
is all I know
all I can do. 

Wouldn't it be so nice
not to know you,
not to be closer to you than any other person. 
So nice. 

We've gone without each other,
Sometimes,
Been a distant memory, a past event
to each other. 

But we're at crossroads again,
would you pull me in,
would I walk away?

I don't want to know you, the emptiness can't take over.

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Saturday, 1 September 2018

CrushED




Her eyes stalked his every move,
Her heart could track him without a GPS,
His steps were carved on every heartbeat. 

What was this obsession? 
When did she become like this?

One human consumed her;
She was drowning in emotions she could not control,
That she couldn’t comprehend, 
That she didn’t want.

Here was a free bird who kept herself free-
Suppressed, constrained by her own heart.

She felt the weight of his presence 
Like thick smoke choking the atmosphere;
She was longing for what her mind didn’t want,

What was her nightmare 

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