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One Chance

March 13, 2015
Creative Writing, Poetry
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If you’ll give us a chance
To prove that romance
Is, still quaking,

We’ll share sunsets on the shore,

and drink stars at the core,
Of the city.

The adventures we’d find
of the extravagant kind,
wait enchanted.

I swear a love like this
sealed with a kiss,
It’s eternal…

If there’s ever a chance,
I’ll prove this romance,
Is, worth taking.

P.S. My apologies for the weirdly spaced 2nd stanza. For whatever reason, WordPress does not like it when I copy and paste from my MS Word document. *sigh* nor does it have the formatting options to allow the spacing I prefer for poetry.

Depression

November 26, 2014
Creative Writing, The Pointless Posts
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When you see yourself through the distorted lens of depression, you have trouble recognizing your own reflection. You can’t see the seam separating your normal self from the irrational being that calls you its host, and shows none of the courtesies a guest should uphold. The lines blur, and all that’s left is a pain that washes over your heart like a malevolent wave lapping upon your withered soul; a pulsating ache that ebbs with the ever-changing tide of humanity.

Savior

November 3, 2014
Creative Writing, Poetry
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I met her at the crossroads.

She strode in like a pristine petal

Riding easy on a western breeze.

Strands of midnight flowed

Like shadows beneath a straw hat

Framing ethereal chestnut eyes

And a smile like Venus

Able to shatter any man’s guise.

The Absurd

October 31, 2014
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It would be unwise to decipher the ache in his heart.

So much so that he truly believes

If he were to dig down into the depths

To recall the origin of that wretched,

unwelcome, drowning sensation,

He would no longer have the strength

To climb out of that pitch black hole.

That he may be forced along Dante’s path

With no guide nor God to lead him safely.

For within those depths he will plunge, and

The path of the absurd waits hungrily at the crossroad.

Hindsight’s Never Been So Blind

October 12, 2014
Creative Writing, Poetry
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Do I recite the name in hopes it will bring back that old sensation

When hope was in the air, and just that word could reincarnate

Every bit of splendor that we shared?

No.

All that’s left is the smudge in hindsight

The blur that fights for recognition,

When I’d really prefer,

It stay no more, or no less, than a tiny, insignificant blur

Reality Check

September 23, 2014
The Pointless Posts
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It saddens me that in this day and age, the majority of my generation cares more for what we display on the outside, rather than focus on the souls we stow on the inside. Until this trend diminishes, I do not see myself finding true love, but rather ignorant love.

Another note: If only we realized how full of shit each and every one of us really is, this world would be a better place

Check, Please!

September 15, 2014
Creative Writing, Poetry
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Is there no end to the guilt that I feel?

Do I blame myself for another’s yield?

If light means life then I must concede;

the darkness has found me, as daylight recedes.

It smears carbon black over eyes pearl white.

Concealing the pleasure, enforcing the blight.

The agony is a bore, life becomes a chore;

when all that I can fathom

is the day it ran me ragged.

How To Kill A Man

September 10, 2014
Creative Writing, Poetry
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It’s enough to kill a man, unrequited love.

It’s enough to keep his Winters frigid

and his Summers smoldering.

He’ll rarely feel comfort anymore.

At times a glimmer crosses his eye

and normality kisses his forehead,

then skitters off down the lane,

laughing as the man’s futile stride

stumbles over a storm drain

Collapsing to his knees,

cursing what’s left

Of his mediocre life.