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lessons never learned
these days somehow life has become reduced to track marks drawing everything but blood which veins left untouched without slipping too far beneath the skin existing entirely to taunt always first pull the stopper up start with the veins that can be felt work around the blown out bruising dehydration may hinder any sure fire
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in the case of total fallout
you say you love me do anything to keep me keep apologizing and promising you will change but frankly I do not see it amounting to much if anything else because I cannot even count how many tears I have shed over callous hateful things you have said most of which you do not even
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on letting go
out of sight out of mind they always say. and it works on most days until it doesn’t. the remanence of the shattered love remains in sharp scattered pieces lain in the background forgotten almost appearing in shadows passing looming ever-present in the deep recesses of the brain. and even though we have crossed our
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nice guys
why is it that nice guys are never really all that nice? it is a façade to get what they want and what if what they want is you? what angle may they choose to construct the perfect view persuade and misconstrue mistaking niceties for currency how much has it bought? maybe just a ride
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all of the things I wish I could say
hey how are you? what are you up to? what’s on your mind? no really, what do you think about? do you think about me? I mean the essence of the idea of me of us. is there something here? am I worth it? are you? I like you I mean, I really like you.
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letters to my future child
hold your wreckage close no one will be there to help you pick it up or carry it and if you ever feel death’s icy breath on your neck know you have more options than one and if you choose the most destructive of the lot regardless of of if you will be missed or
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death becomes her
and I do not know how many times through tear stained eyes I have said I am fine because even though it is lies no one wants to hear the truth I cannot do this thing called life anymore please mom can you understand dad it is over for me I am afraid nothing is
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Abuser Mentality
I love you so much I could kill you all in an effort to keep you I know it’s my fault my fear my doubt my unresolved trauma making me act out fuck I need you to keep my heart beating the stakes are too high to indulge any freedom what if this time you
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silence is safest one might think but somehow wrong every time so how do I wire my mouth shut and stop the tears from streaming the voices in my head are back and it takes all I have to keep from crumbling nothing I say is ever correct or enough or appropriate for the context
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at the eve of twilight
as seen in Currents 2018 available for purchase on amazon silence slipping over mountaintops the grass losing its glean of promised tomorrows one last deep sigh of life makes its great escape bittersweet cries melt into brilliant skies the grass losing its glean of promised tomorrows tomorrows that pray for another tomorrow’s tomorrow bittersweet cries
Scattering Ashes Everything, Everywhere, All at Once 