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4amHow many hours can I sit in silence, Enveloped by dark,4am
My own shallow breathing the soundtrack to this night.
Staring into nothing,
Blank and worthless thoughts consume me,
As I tumble further down, into this sorrow.
How long can I fight the tears that sting my eyes,
The very same tears that cloud my vision,
This blurred view of the world becoming familiar.
Waiting for things to change,
For words to be unspoken, For right to lead the way.
There is nothing left but an empty space,
Nothing left but this cold endless night,
W
by ~hereinmyhansonshirt
The Same Old StoryI don’t know how to feel right now. You leave, without a word or explanation. Just gone. Just nothing. And I’m left here to wonder what it was that I did wrong. What it was I could have changed. You pick up selfishly and leave behind this bullshit that was wearing you down. A fresh start for a fresh you. A you that I can’t bear to understand.The Same Old Story
All of these fucking thoughts running through my head. Anger, resentment, hurt, sadness….I try in vain to shut out the noise in my head. To just make the thoughts disappear for a moment or two. So I can stop analyzing every word I’ve ever said.
It’s never any use.
by ~hereinmyhansonshirt
Beginning Of Everything ElseScorching sunlight radiates onto skin His head tilted downwards Her gaze settled directly ahead Eyes meet momentarily, locking into the moment.Beginning Of Everything Else
He reaches out into the distance His fingertips connecting with her porcelain skin Gently exploring the splendour of her face In the peaceful serenity of a sunlight afternoon.
Her eyes flicker shut from his easy touch Forcing to memory, the rapid beating of her heart Stretching out her hand, lifting from its current position To cradle perfection.
The gleaming sunlight remains ablaze While features beco
by ~hereinmyhansonshirt
WaitingSterile white scenery Blinding reality The constant reminder That all is not wellWaiting
Waiting for God to save your life Surrounded by prayers Begging for time Begging silently
One more minute One more minute I can’t let him go Oh God please not now
Through it all Your smile never fades Always strong Always perfect
Passing warmth By holding hands Connected by love Separated by terror
The blinding white stays the same As you slip away The world stops Collapsing from grief
by ~hereinmyhansonshirt
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HeHe thought Something to give away He thought Trust A minor detail An allegory of sorts Something to be glanced over He threw it in the pile His stack of paperwork His empty file cabinet Cold Steel And times of MaliceHe
He leaves her With her hate and wanting He does not return home Early enough to acknowledge Her living She lays her desire on the floor He does not notice her nakedness She spreads herself accross wood floor
She lays out her wants and conditions This is what I wi
by ~mouseroonie
"QT"by ~supercrazzy
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I am so bored. And restless. I try to fit the clandestine pieces together. Scenery blurs
into sand and watercolours as I ride the freeway. I bridge the gap of cracked roads and
filtered sun.
I burst through the city in a metal gust; watching the slabs of cement chid the sky. As I
filter through walls of concrete, I am filled with nostalgia and puzzled starkness.
Passengers get off a bus and cross the road. They bend towards the red light, their
destination, onward. Their reflections transcend time as they caress the glass. They are
ghosts, living outside themselves, and f
by ~mouseroonie
hateI hate the things you give me I hate the words you toss me I hate the arrogance you wrap up and give to me I hate your poised hands So delicate and menacing Your white skin I hate when you stand on a street corner Look up at me through the window And ask am I happy now? Have I gone my own way now? I hate your lies and your words Your fabricated thoughts Your steady posture Your unfaltering smile And your blown up ego I hate the way your brain explodes all over the table You run everywhere Like liquid Down the sides You run besidehate
by ~mouseroonie
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- Current Residence: Toronto, Canada
- Interests: Music, writing, etc.
- Favourite movie: A Walk To Remember
- Favourite band or musician: HANSON
- Favourite genre of music: Pop music...specifically, British pop music.
- Favourite artist: John Constable
- Favourite poet or writer: Meg Cabot
- Favourite cartoon character: Minnie Mouse
- Personal Quote: Never give up.
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