Obsession

Obsessive thoughts

Plague my mind

Could it be this?

Could it be that?

Or worse, what would they make of that?

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Revel in the scars

still bleeding out for attention:

Begging for mercy to no one,

our voices echo as empty seashells

lapping at our tormenters’ feet.

Falling from the Moon

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Falling from the moon,

The stars said Ah!  the earth cried see you soon.

It did not seem so far when I had started out

But now as it goes on I begin to have some doubt.

The twinkling stars whizzed by

As I waved the moon goodbye.

I felt that I could fly

Felt I could zoom up and light the sky.

I began to shudder and shake,

What if I hit the earth too soon, would I would break.

Stalker or Unloved

I held out my hand to you the other day,

you bit it off and threw it away.

I tried to phone you, I had things I needed to know .

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I begged for answers you just said NO!

I laid my heart bare the cut sharp and clean

you walk right by me, right through my blood as if you had not seen.

On the bed myself I laid  bare you did not show,

you just didn’t care.

I wore white make up and blacked my hair.

As I walked in you just gave me that withering stare.