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Blue Eyes

Hello. Goodbye.

I saw you smiling in a dream
You were more than surviving
Just as happy as you seemed
Your blue eyes glistened
You were playing guitar
I just sat there and listened
The lyrics spoke to my heart
I woke up to sadness and despair
I couldn’t take it any longer
So I chose to sleep forever there
Hoping in my dreams we’d sing forever, smiling without a care

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I Can’t

Where darkness lies
Between my mind and the deep blue skies
Between the smiles and the laughter
The tears that come after
When I’m alone
At 3am scrolling through my phone
Needing someone to save me from destruction
Can’t think of an introduction
So I convince myself I’m okay
It’s not that serious, I’m just being dramatic, It’s not that important
False alarm
So I disarm
Mechanically go about my days
Only a shell remaining like my soul has parted ways
Each week just a haze
I’m okay, I’m okay
I’m not okay. I wasn’t okay. Will I ever be ?
Digging deep in my happiest memories
Was I really happy ?
Or was I again just pretending
An actress in this movie of life with a role that’s never ending
I’m alright, I’m okay
Except when I’m alone
Forced to replay in my mind the things I’ve tried to forget
I can’t deal on my own
I can’t deal on my own
I can’t deal on my own

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I’m just a girl
I love the wind blowing through my hair
The color pink
Songs that make me think
A cute boy that gives a wink

I’m just a girl
I love to shop
I love warm weather where I can go outside to skip, jump and hop
I hate to sweep but I love to mop
I’m just a girl
I hate wearing pants
Give me a meet that’ll make me dance
I pretend my accent is from France
Ill prove myself if you give me a chance

I’m just a girl
I have a sister and brother
I’m full of dreams and wishes
Like for people to just love one another
I have a daughter, I am a mother

I’m a driver, a high fiver
A cook, your secret book
A lawyer, a movie spoiler
A friend til the end
A counseler, tell me your problems. Ill mend
Give me a rule, I might bend

I’m just a girl.

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Should I jump ?
Question of the day.
Because I’d do almost anything not to feel this way.
Nothing can ever fill this void.
Can’t take part in what I once enjoyed.
Seems like everything keeps me annoyed.
Every care I had…destroyed.
Dead on the inside and done crying out.
Because when I need help, I only get flout.
Every step forward is met with a clout.
Each subliminal gesture makes my heart strout.
Things used to be great, sorry it ends this way.
So to answer the question of the day.

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Martyr; unfinished

Am I just a martyr for the pen

Is that why I allow the dark cloud to constantly pull me back in

These tiny, colorful pills do give me a rush

But I feel my creativity, they flush

The voices in my head, they hush

But the silence is almost sickening

I can feel the air thickening

It’s unsettling

I’m forgetting

The sensation of depressions touch


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Reach for the stars

You may not go far

But you’ll still be closer

Than where you currently are

Reach for the moon

You’ll be there soon

You can still make it

With no silver spoon

Follow your dreams

It’s not as hard as it seems

Keep fueling your fire

‘Til you burst at the seams

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I came out here alone, far away from home, to feel all the feelings I’ve been avoiding. To remain a functioning mother, student, employee, sister, friend and congregation member I often bottle myself up and plaster on a smile to get through the days. I drown myself with alcohol, drugs and music and sleep just enough to muster up the motivation to survive one more day. Even when I’m writing I’m only willing to let go just a limited amount of my soul in fear that too much emotion will drain me indefinitely. As I sit here and let the cold wind pierce my core and the sound of the small waves crashing soothe me, I admittedly feel a little liberation. I let myself cry. I screamed. I punched the table. I kicked the rocks. I laughed hysterically at how ridiculous I must look. I just felt it. I feel it all. And it didn’t kill me. I feel alive. I feel unemcumbered. I feel energized. I feel mused. I have the strength to move forward more than just one more day now.

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Why do we love, love. When love seems to hate us. 

Why do we let the idea of bliss sedate us.

Why do the cherubs seem to berate us. 

Why do we give this emotion such power.

When it tears us down more than it empowers.

Why do we love love.

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We wish we could relive summertime

But life don’t come with a button to rewind

No more sandboxes and trees to climb

These days we don’t get a break from the grind

Steady tryna make a dollar from a  dime

Feelin like between these walls and my mind I’m confined

I swear I’d do anything to relive my prime

See if there’s an action to erase for my life to be redesigned

It seems like everyone else is doin so sublime

Don’t know what I did that made me fall behind

I just wanna be stress free and relive all those summertimes

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Remember what you use to mean to me ?

You use to be my everything.

The stars to my moon,

The beat in my heart,

The life in every breath.

When did things become so morose ?

When did you start to represent spiritual death ?

When your EVERYTHING leaves you…

What do you have left ?