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Tag: Poetry
Insecure
I’m insecure. I’m sure you can see. Or maybe not. Because, well, You’re blind to What you don’t Want to see. I’m like that guy. The one no one likes.Lectio custodiant
Bloom
Flowers begin to bloom At the beginning of spring. When everything is new, Fresh and recently awoken. Their season begins With a bud. One lonely bud. Not everyone starts outLectio custodiant
desire
I fear the fire, That burning desire within me wants to let go. Wander and light things to and fro. Feel pain and scream, yet wonder and dream. I questionLectio custodiant
Past to Present
I walked on, unable to help, knowing that fire in childhood clenched deep in my pockets all the way home. Every step I took, my hands curled more. ShouldLectio custodiant
Doubt
Breathe in breathe out through lungs of doubt that feed on red from all about. Demanding to feel the ruby touch of anything around seeming as such. Starved of connectionLectio custodiant
Drowning
When you love someone, you let a lot of things slide. Things like not confirming plans until last minute, just to get out of it. Or them ignoring your textsLectio custodiant
My Drug
She was my drug. I am lost without her. I don’t need alcohol or drugs like others. I just need her. But I can’t have her because I’ll fall backLectio custodiant
Pain
Words like fire. Tongue like a burning hot poker. Nudging me with it. Waiting to see when I’ll fall And come back to you. Into your arms. Asking, no, beggingLectio custodiant
Beauty? Love? Loneliness?
I was asked what beauty is and my first response scared me. All I said was looking pretty Looking like other people’s standards. All I said was how you seeLectio custodiant