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Loss

Posted Aug 24 2008 6:40pm
Free verse. Depressed right now. Pornography by the Cure is on, and all seems bitter and black.



You may understand this if you know and own a bitter sweet memory of those u loved and those who were lost - long before they were ever gone. No more footsteps to fall behind, waiting to catch

the danger, waiting to dry all the invisible tears that held you together, but also

made you fall apart.



Toxic orchid, that no one knows but you. They didn't give like you could.

They wouldn't care as much as you ALWAYS could.



On the cusp of a madness, I find a restless sleep, lain across the dewy moss

Even as the world sleeps in many states, it's always me alone who feels so crazy.

How could anyone else hurt me this way?

How could anyone possibly take my pain away?



I feel the hush of sad - like I could reach out and touch it.

Sadness leaks into my brain, I shudder as I lean on that same white hot blade

Loving the cutting of me, leaning is learning, this tragic mood is all I need.

You don't see me like I do. You don't know me like I do. It's so different -

Now that you're gone. I'm falling. Just hold me, let's die together in moment.

I want to be near you, to see you, but forever you're gone.



Desperate vines clutch at trees, ghost white trunks against a blackened sky.

I don't dance amoung the tulips, blow dreams onto dandelion seeds,

I feel like I am lost under the water, but it's only sad on top of me.

I just want you beside me, one more time before I'm lost again.

Without you.



In the corners of my trembling, weak eyes, the heat grows and crying brings no justice

It's the back of my hand drawn across my face, so no one can see me fall so hard.

But I'm sure everyone has, Oh what a show!

Bitter and broken, she drops her disguise like blood dripping down the walls,

Shared blood and souls that bind her to your endless torture, that has become you = just a painful memory.



HG

x



For Sara and a few others that i no longer have
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