The shadows didn’t exist nor any shades,
It was dark and black that never fades
Sounds,whisper,laughter and lament
Of people like me who came and went.
The dark didn’t frighten nor depress me,
For it was like this, from the time I’ve seen
From people I heard of lights and rainbows,
Things all have heard and no one knows.
We kept walking aimlessly and directionless
We kept walking cause that’s the only thing to do.
Sometimes I’d bump into sweet sounding people,
People who like me had always been walking.
We talked of things not-yet-ours,
of days not-yet-come
Of things that would change our lives
Of things that would bring our death.
And heard tales of light,
weaved in hope and lies
Of hanging drop of light,
That carries the weight of the night.
And we never spoke of our walk,
Of the times we’d fallen,
Of times we trampled…
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The boy walked slowly
In step with her heartbeat.
Tears the sky cried last night
Flowed at his feet.
Through the cracked pebbled path
That shimmered like her tresses.
He didn’t glance back
For he felt her eyes on him everywhere.
Not her name, not her abode,
But that she was in his life forever.
In the form of passing shadows
And in the form of sunlit windows.
He need not hold onto her,
Nor follow her,
Nor please or disappoint her.
He need not name this feeling,
Or cling to it, for he knew
She had become the meaning of his life.
He heard her singing
Beneath the lamp post they stood.
The sparks of laughter
That spilled from her eyes
Lighted his dull spirit.
The streets that he walked now,
The blue street with washed out black,
Where she walked with him
Will never be the…
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Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it’s mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can…
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I will not trade this soul of glass
For one that masks my every wrath
Nor bury it in fear of shame
To protect what little pride remain
But drape it gently across my heart
As a window in, to view my scars
I will not let my eyes shift south
Should sorrow beckon to stain my cheek
Nor hang my head in a moment’s doubt
As affliction impels me to silently weep
I will not stand upon your field
Unarmored, with no sword no shield
Nor turn my back for you to strike
Upon me blindly, as a coward might
I will not question reason’s end
Where intent could only be presumed
Nor hope the bond of friendship mend
As cryptic jabs spill forth with truth
So many memories to evade…
I haven’t been able to sleep much-
My body continues to feel the pieces of the room there voices smells and laughter even noises of the bottles they uses to insert into me..
While each you could say had there specialty ,I don’t wanna remember it’s huge push in me ….
But it’s coming in all shapes if I lay down I feel as though I’m falling into that space of the abuse ,my jaw aches from all they made me do His kissing was so force able it hurt the oral sex I had to perform he was just as vigorous about ,until he ejaculated that smell remains engraved into my skin tonight.
Each had there part some following in his foot steps some holding me down well they shoved bottles into me ..I only know as i cry now the ceiling was my refuge I became…
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