

TrainsThe crisp air froze her bones in spring, She wrapped up every year. As she tiptoed along the frosty trail, Ice splintered below with fear.Trains
The safest route was to a bench, Metal immobilising her skin. "Do not wear skirts in the midst of winter, It doesn't keep any warmth in."
The birds had all gone home today, The sky was blotched with white. Silence made her rest for a little bit, She had to take in the sight.
The novel came out of her pocket, A play needed reading for school. The gloves gingerly fingered the pages, She didn't notic


Hmmm...This, her, that, you, us, me God knows what you want. Or hoped for. She has moved to uni now So forget, move on, move away. We were together for a period What a fantastic feeling that was Constant compliments, dinner for two. Walks in the dark, river strolling Laughing. Do you not remember? Because that was so much better Than it is now. That was passion We don't smile at one another We hold hands because we're "nearly" together. You decided that. Not me. I didn't want to split.Hmmm...
"Nearly" isn't in my vocabulary. What does it mean? We're allow


Light pollutionSmoking a cigarette, you sit and discuss. Under the light of the moon And talk about discussions that mattered at the time. Not anymore. You reason with the world, and take on new ideas. Expressing yourself in a way unknown. New. As time passes, the moon moves over the sky. Illuminating your contours Natural light that everybody uses Yet takes for granted. You search around in your bag for another form of light, inhaling new smoke. It renews your calmness, and you carry on. Nobody watches. It's too different.Light pollution


beautyI met you in that deserted beach house, the island set out like a picture behind us. You held me in your arms, my head spinning. Consuming too much drink is not for me anymore. Oblivious to everyone else, that moment was so special to us. We always used to get to see each other through snatched glances, deciding whether or not to look. We had all the time in the world now, all alone, together. I took in your contours, the smile covering your face. It had seen so much more than I ever will, so many years apart. I touched your lips, my arms tightly wrapped round you – I never wanted to let you go.beauty
The rain poured down around us, a


LionsWeepingCallShe stood below the railing and before the stairwell; her fingernails, gnawing at the polish, shaving the reflection from the fluorescent lights. Because it made her nauseous. Starting up the stairs, she walks barefoot. "A real feeling enters through the souls...on your feet" Tilting her head up, and biting her lower lip; she lifts her gown up from the ground. The gown was made for 'passion' the only shape it took was around her body, and you could watch her breathe through it.LionsWeepingCall
She saw the light seeping in under the door, and she


The Faint BeatingMy life like the thighs of an ex super model Stretch marks over sized And welts describe a problemThe Faint Beating
The bruises on her arms Like the blood clots in my brain The reason we both struggle with memories in vain
The pale skin of her once flawless face Like the faint beating of my heart as it feels out of place A face that hasn't been naked since she was a child Just as my heart never cried till i grew wild
The overdressed strut and movement of her body Mimicking my dolled up emotions quite oddly Now shes to weak to even crawl for the fashion Bleeding


My First EndI think someone spoke to me last night. Things wont always work out alright. I can't even be sure what I mean. It's too late. Based experiences on what I've seen. I heard a voice calling my name. But I was all alone just the same. I write this poem with a heavy soul.My First End
A lost light?
A lost love? My love for Nicole. A tear in the ocean for an only friend But it would never be found. Just like my love would never end. Maybe I'm just lost in all my cause. So I leave you with this.
A story of how love began and died. I knew she would be there. &


She made it that way...The heart. What a travesty. What a Mistake. The core that was only getting hotter and passionate. Has been left lonely and fake. What a sad sad end. To a sad sad man. How dare you ask me Why I am in a fray.. My heart is cold... She made it that way. The soul. A word used to calm the insides of many a people. And to decieve their minds with hope. The Demise of my soul is inevitble. I've been like like this since that day. My soul is dim. She made it that way. The mind. Its been on me since the day I was born. The weight of all I loShe made it that way...
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I will play until the sky is black, breathe in all the air, exhale and choke
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