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Rated: GC · Book · Personal · #2141761
Poems exploring whether or not we create our world, through reflections past and current .
#924432 added December 2, 2017 at 2:33pm
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Grunge Lullaby
10-21-17


Every last cigarette
has been smoked down to the filter,
and the last drops left in the bottle
are awaiting their death by evaporation.
The sweet kiss
of another night in tortured sleep
rests patiently on my forehead
before dreams remind me
of all the wrongs I've lived
and the sins committed.
There's no release;
too many people are secretly wishing
I'll get what's comin' to me
one way or another,
and my first and only regret
was never having any.
That I'll get to wake up
is not a testament to my will;
it's the facing of each day
with self-imposed punishments
keeping the breath from being
sucked out of my lungs
each night when only my eyes go dead
in hiding from a place
there is no chance of escaping.
To pray would be to throw my words away
and I can't afford to waste
any resources remaining
that help me cope and comprehend
what I'm running from
or if whatever it is
might be trying to pass me by.
I don't know goodbyes
but can show you how I leave
easier than it is to explain;
maybe then you'll understand on a higher level
how I almost always feel
and how eventually confusion
is more normal that whatever state
your common complacency means.
Carry on, you will,
while I'm simply carrying
too much, and someday I'll break from it
before I'm able to wake from it
and then we'll both realize
everything's gonna be ok.

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