Second guess it every time
And maybe all these tears won’t have been for nothing
Maybe one of these days we’ll get it right
After all
You can only fall so hard
And you can only fall for so long
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Roses into roads
Ashes and lead
I missed you for a long time
But now I’m dead
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Words wrote by me…see http://defehrpoetry.wordpress.com/2012/07/17/the-devil-on-my-shoulder/ for full poem
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The Truth and Other Lies
Saintly
Am I?
Couldn’t be
Riding on the back
Of self sympathy
Deadly
Are you?
Shouldn’t be
Floating on the air waves
Of devils of me
Fresh Hell
What fresh hell
spreading its infectious
tumors
into organs without
a name
What fresh hell
squeezing the holder
drilling into
sweetness
exposing all the
veins
This isn’t like the
other times
times of
understanding
and forgiveness
This is like the
knife
that carved out that
willingness
Now he’s hiding like
a child
hands over head
And his own children
are silently crying
surrendering to
their beds
the ones that
she
made
that now
they
have to lay in
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My quote
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Blueberries
Photo taken by Katie Ford
Girl in photo is me
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Quote is mine obviously
Lucifer’s Kiss
Eyes flaking
Falling apart
Skin shaking
Torn by lines of fault
Her breath scattered through clean breezes of air
Her laughter lingered
Before crumbling there
And she surrendered
Fingers stretched towards the heavens
But her heart fell to the floor
Mastered what couldn’t be forgiven
Nothing mattered now
Not the blood on the walls
Nothing could be forgotten now
And that’s when she saw
Death
Angry
Never scared
She picked her heart up
Tore open her chest
Slammed it in
Only the devil knows the rest
But one thing is for certain
It’s the cancer of hatred
And the body she slaughtered
Was nothing to the soul that was taken
Mind You’re Dead
I’m a lover of life
But I hate my existence
One minute I’m here
Then I’m gone in an instant
I fell from a star
Straight into a grave
To some unheavenly horror
I am a slave
Bound by familiar shackles
I greet terror again
Crouching like an animal
Hiding my head
I claw the walls
I break the floor
You sent me here
And I thought I was adored
I would laugh at stupidity
If my eyes weren’t sealed shut
I’d scream at you
If I thought it’d be enough
But I can’t hear the whispers
Because I’m still hiding my head
And I can’t hear the thunder
Because I’m playing dead
A Love With An Ending
Impregnated with comforting gloom
Cradling heartache
Suspecting assortments of doom
She awaits it
While she breaths clean air
She awaits it
Although she sees him there
And she asks herself
“What may come to be
If I could accept it?
If I could allow myself to see?”
But she waited in muck
And she waited in dirt
And all of her waiting
Caused too much hurt
There came a day when he closed his eyes
For this she cried
And she begged for a new beginning
“But darling, all this time what you’ve been waiting for
Is a love with an ending”
