Recognition

There is something inside
and it's clawing me
trying to escape,
I can feel the wounds
and they bleed
constantly.

You put this thing
in my mind,
in my heart,
and it kills me
one piece at a time,
each and every day.

I can't believe
when I opened the door
that you would barge
into me,
fill me with so many
foreign
and crazy
feelings.

And now
you're gone,
but those feelings
linger,
lightly at times,
heavily every other day,
and I just wish
I could excise,
erase,
perforate,
burn,
and kill,
everything you
ever were to
Me

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Sitting Here

I sit here
watching you sleep
the restful slumber
of a lover entangled
in dreams.

Smoothing your hair
away from your face,
Knowing that you will
be there when I wake up
sweating from nightmares

You know that I'll
never let your head
hit the bed
without my hand
behind it.

The touch of you
isn't hard to remember
but I like that touch
I know no other
as we dance around the world together

So as I sit here
watching you dream
I wonder, is what I see
what I get?
Or are you my everything?

This has some John Mayer "Your Body is Wonderland" and something from a Garth Brooks song which I don't know the title.

You Just Don't Know

You don't know
how one look
from you
can level me.

You don't know
how beautiful
your smile
is when it peeks
innocently
from behind
sweet lips.

You don't know
how your laugh
is like music
when I couldn't
think of smiling.

You don't know
how my world
cries raindrops
when you're sad
or how the sun
blazes when you're
happy.

You do know
I'll always be there
through any storm
and every sunlit walk
or moonlit
heart to heart.

But my love for you
the extent is something
You just don't know.

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Frustrated Questions

I sit with idle eyes
staring at a blank ceiling,
wondering where the world went
as I listen to the patient
sound of silence.

The world I created
gone in a fatal moment
while I listen to the raindrops
fall around my withered body
recalling past days of wonder

A piano plays softly in the background,
haunting chords flow from the strings inside,
like the memories I've so long pondered.
secretly hoping that I will die
never letting the likes of you destroy me.

You destroyed me, you destroyed my mind,
And all you left me was this ticket to heaven
I don't have anything left.
What happened to everything I've ever known?
Where is my happy world where I am King?

I'll just lie here in the bed that I made,
Alone with questions left unanswered.

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Husks of the Forgotten

I let you in,
gave you part of me,
told you things that
no one else knows.
My secrets,
my fears,
you turned them
on me.
You used my blindness
to your own gain,
brought me to my
knees and pierced
my heart.
All along letting
me believe that
I was the one,
the only.
It's an interesting
game, and you played
it perfectly.
Checkmate,
looks like I lost,
every single barrier
I built, against this
master plan, has been
overcome and destroyed.
So as I leave the table,
broken and bloodied,
I say goodbye
and farewell.
I would look over
my shoulder
but that eye has
been gouged out
never to see again.
The beauty is gone,
the alacrity has been
annihilated.
All that's left is the
shivering husk
of the love I once
held,
felt,
and cherished.

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