One day I will be alone,
Holding the "nothing" you thought I cherished,
only this feeling will remain.
After I cast everything aside,
When I have nothing left to burn,
to tear asunder,
to mourn o'er,
and I have no one left to punish,
no one left to demonize or deify.
It will be me,
driving nails through my feet.
Are you there?
Just behind me?
Sometimes I notice you.
Driving home,
with the radio off,
watching the sunset through my windshield.
A blend of pink and orange that I can't fully comprehend.
I can hear you,
in the wind blowing,
past my face and through my hair,
in the birds passing by,
In their songs you sing.
I can feel you,
a weight deep in my chest,
and a pull at the bottom of my lungs.
"This is already a memory."
Reaching for a moment,
I already have.
Feedback:
In love,
I have fallen twice.
Once of yearning,
|once of acceptance.
One I thought forever,
|one I knew a moment.
I loved her as if it was fate,
|I loved her as if she were a lesson.
She said it's over,
|she called and cried,
I cried,
|she was scared,
I was devastated,
|her fear hurt me.
If it makes you happy,
|don't cry if it makes you happy.
I'll let you go.
|I was never holding on.
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Do not frown upon the smiling in my wake;
who jest through weeping eyes,
"Too soon..." "Not right..." you'll say.
Laugh in spite of death,
for nothing terrifies me as this mourning,
when I lived chasing happiness.
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It's happening again,
I can't bring myself to eat,
I am starving,
my body wants it,
but my mind,
my mouth,
they don't.
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I bought a breakfast sandwich today,
I love the smell of warm cheese,
I sat in my truck as I unwrapped it,
and I felt my appetite grow,
but not my will.
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I rested my teeth on my breakfast,
and slowly clenched down,
as my mind raced,
overly aware of the process,
my teeth pierced the breading,
melted cheddar cheese,
a fresh baked egg,
I pictured it sliding down my throat,
nourishing my body,
"food is good."
I couldn't take another bite.
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I wrapped my sandwich and went to work,
for hours I sipped my coffee,
pacing by it,
telling myself,
"I WILL EAT!"
as the hour struck four,
I grabbed my sad sandwich,
and clenched my fist around it,
until the egg seeped from the paper.
I want to eat,
why won't you let me?
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