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4:30 AM

*short and pointless*

I have exhausted all forms of plausible emotion,

Sunk into the realms of poisoned corruption,

Crawled my way out of the commotion,

As I strung forth from my catastrophic eruption,

Finally wrapping myself around your utter devotion.

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4 AM

*still couldn’t sleep, something happened, I wrote.*

 

I answer yes and it’s that

I answer no and it’s this

Why can’t I just stay in the middle and be in perfect bliss?

 

But why would you even care?

It doesn’t matter anymore,

It doesn’t matter now.

Maybe it did in a time before this,

When you would grant my most prized wish.

 

I don’t think you realize,

What you do to me leaves me paralyzed,

You have no clue,

Not even a hint,

Not even close.

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3 AM

*the poem was titled as such based on the time I wrote it. 3 am, nothing to do, something happened, jumped out of bed, grabbed a pen and paper and I wrote. Forgive the lack of proper thought process since well…….it was 3 am.*

Time, no longer aware,

Waiting, just waiting, without care,

Upon these ashen walls I stare.

 

Crushed and pounded to the very bone,

Empty, cold, frightfully alone.

What more damage can be done?

How much further must I be shunned?

I beg of you, grab your gun,

Before I yell out and run.

 

Open me up and rip it out,

Evil laughter mask a shout,

Feel it beating in your palm,

Pull the trigger and all is calm.

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You know, it just, popped

When we talk to people is there such a thing as just wanting to randomly tell them something? Or do we tell them these things as to send some sort of message we’re too afraid to impart to them and you know just calling them “random”

It’s like if someone suddenly tells you something totally unrelated to what you were talking about in the first place or I don’t know out of the blue and you question it and you it makes you think, why would this person be telling me this if there was not a reason behind it?

Doesn’t that happen to you? Even if it isn’t something random. Like when a certain person tells you something or shows you something, there’s got to be a reason right? To send you a message perhaps. There’s always a reason why, things can’t just randomly pop up, things aren’t told to you  just ’cause.

There’s always something.

But the question is why?

Why did you tell me?

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