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Against the multitudes we faced
by your side, our hearts strong, though seperated by glass
My soul was torn, my heart ached
I pray that we will reach the end at last
I don't know what I've done,
If I'de regret who I am,
If I'd like what I've begun,
If it's right where I stand.
But for sure I know , I'll be there if ever you should call,
That you mean more to me than any other I've loved before
You taught me how to trust myself. Even after this all,
my heart grows warm. I long to love you more.
Here we stand now, close though far apart
You rob yourself of credit. " I make so many mistakes", you cry.
Just know, I don' know who I am without you. And realize
Because we stand together here and now, you must have done something right.
So for now I find myself listening
I treasure these sweet moments, I find myself knowing,
THat I shouldn't regret the places I will stand. The places where I stood.
Thought on ThanatopsisThe human being and the earth on which he is born , lives, and dies upon share what is believed to be an artistic relationship. Simply put, the earth calms the spirit. More often than not, a person becomes burdened with the obstacles in his life and more often than not that person depends on nature to supply him with a state of serenity. Whether it be stepping outside for a breath of fresh air, taking a vacation to the oceans, or even wishing on a falling star; in some shape or form the human relies on the earth as the a giver of strength or a type of temporary crutch for his injured being. Still, with all thought given, this is not the only side of their relationship. Yes, the earth heavily impacts a humans life and soul, and , yes , they share a relationship that could be surpassed by none; however, the earth partakes in an hostile affair with death and our bodies. This darkened fate does not apply to any one
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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