Switch on words, The synchronous vibrations reverberate, And delight-filled notes play Or gaze at the landscape of verses Eyes freeze the sceney, Splendid and sublime. Enter the poem for pious recitation And sermons fall into ears, Open the pages, The moon is full and blossoms smile.
Cigarettes Fuck, all gone. Ash trays Empty Fuck it Side of the road Empty Fucking trash can Full of garbage Marlboros? I don't care American Spirit? Why would I care Filtered unfiltered Why should I care. I'd smoke out of a elephants ass to stop this scrath This headache This yearning Fuck Get me my fix Get me my fucking cigarette.
He's clingy jealous punk, A loving skinny jeans wearing skunk. Madly in love with Love and I give up my spot just to see you sit you down. It had to be known but I didn't know all this was gunna go down. Full conversation of our imperfect things that we hate about each other ended up like a little kid crying on my shoulder. Your friend turn to my brother when his speech came quick like a eagle towards us. You said I was jealous annd you said right. When u see you with another friend that's treating you bad I came to fight. Reading me like a book I hope you cross over the chapter when I say good bye.
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Author: Mr Zeal
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Date: 04/04/2020
№ 1207011
A.M. ANXIOTY: (writing/poetry).. *WARNING* strong content. Read at own expence.
3: 22a. m. , On my second pack of iggy's, Smoked by the minutes counting You're not here by my side To hold me and watch stars Fall out of place like The places where our mind dwells And my breath in what was fresh For the kiss of your lips And put a hold on to the smoke In my head of you Our first night apart Things are something of some Painfuly hard to mend
3: 25a. m. , No, I AM pacing My neck weary and weak Too much for this head of mine To hold up all that clutters Streaming down my chest Like liquid fire from explosion Tensions play poker with my heart And you're still not here To help me live up to my feet You go one way and I I stay behind taking in the stabs
3: 30am, Amzing how I'm whipping throught this Pieces I chicken write-... vandalise
My pen and I drop another line, yet on these fresh sheets ... no, tonight we had no choice Since the choice was already made No, It's not a break up Just one of those nights I let you Spend away from me and I am just being so dam n selfish Just wanting you eaveryday How do you see me now Taking a bat destroying what is In my way thinking I care ... shit! Like I do Go ahead act like it don't kill me It's just anxioty, Attacks come around friendly Without handshakes that insults me And my feet crash on glass And yet, I feel nothing
... but you
3: 35am, Mornings kill like manson Like the devil himself It consums me in this home Where I make animals Look like nothing wild And the neighbors can hear me Crazy they would claim me And you're not here to hear me
3: 37am. , Another smoke to pop in my mouth And this house is smelling like A drug house I had created tonight When you come back home today Whatever time that may be I'll be screaming and crying Like a crazy azz bitch In an un-womanly like tantrum Like as if I hadn't hurt losing Another friend the other day And on top of that you leave me In times like these This is the first you've done So wrong to me Yet to me in my mind I may be Losing it completely Expressions say so much On your face where I feel like Slapping you hard like I Want you to really hurt!
3: 41a. m. , Even poetry stares me down this Early morning my, good one A wife I will be, intentionaly insecure I want this to go away Far away where I can cast myself Away with the extreme pain That I'm causing myself Cause you ain't here And that's all that's playing in my head That's all that matters to me now That you ain't in this fducking house Where I THINK you MAY belong
3: 44am, Another smoke and many more to come And this home is begining to close in on me And this is just another A. m. challenge for my depprssion Anti-deppressants don't do one shit And I swim in my head where thoughts Kill me while you're gone.
Gone feels like forever Up here is like the twilight zone And you are the episode Where conflics travle fast.
God! I fucking love you! This cage is now my dungeon And now it's 3: 39a. m
I am sorry to bother you, So please ignore these words Or don't. Who am I to tell you what to do? Whatever you choose to do, Know this poem has no greater cosmic meaning. That was not its purpose. If there is some deeper meaning, I'm unaware of it. I'll leave it to you to speculate.
Come warm your hands around me tonight Let go of the cold restraint that dangle your heart I have dreamt of this day, I have long for this hour Come warm yours hands, Rebuild your smile, and rebuild the trust
Stand upright at the council meeting my Zula warrior, my king Unleash the passion within, stop struggling with your feelings Instead, come and fumble with these long, longs chocolate strings
Come warm your hands on my body And forget the flittering open fire of hatred within her eyes, It's cold night on the tropical island, However, it's lavender essential oil on my linens There's chocolate panties to be thread. Tasty pasties and edible undies, It's warm in my chambers, Its love in my heart, There is action, There is passion, Come take a deep look into my eyes Before you address the unsettling crowd Your Queen would always be by your side.
Stand upright at the council meeting my Zulu warrior, my king You were meant to rule...
