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Between You and Me.
I never believed you,
I only wanted to.

.....

Lying back to back
I was counting your breaths
to make sure your lack of
heart
didn't leave you
dead.

....

Like a ghost
the fading memories of your touch
kept screaming
what I was trying to forget.

...

Oh, why did I give it up to you?

..

I know it's my fault.
My expectations were greater than
what you were willing to offer,
and I got scared.

I tried shutting you out,
to gather myself together
behind a shield of apathy,
but only ended up in
self-destruction.

.

Your kiss never tasted as
intoxicatingly bitter
as the last time
I made love to you...

The PromiseYou promised me, my love, you see, and I shall not forget.
We climbed the tower stairs as the bell solemnly chimed.
"If life forbids our love, then in death we shall wed."
You took my hand, we kissed our last, and off the edge we stepped.
But you let go, so I alone, plunged into the night.
But you promised me, my love, you see, and I shall not forget.
So I wait for you now, my love, for I know you must regret
Your eyes were flick'ring candles as you watched me die.
"If life forbids our love, then in death we shall wed."
You'll see me there again, some night, waiting by the tower steps.
You'll take my hand, I'll lead you up, up into the sky.
You promised me, my love, you see, and I shall not forget.
The bell will toll an exaltation, before we paint the ground deep red.
I'll whisper back the words you spoke upon our midnight flight:
"If life forbids our love, then in death we shall wed."
I'll ghost a kiss across your lips, to steal your final breath
Then look into your candle-eyes, and s

Truth?"Truth?"

Truth has become reality's biggest nightmare
Which always becomes buried by those in despair
For is it more noble to bite one's tongue until it turns red
Or let truth accumulate until his heart pumps out dread?
My intuition has led me to the truth many times before
Of which I have realized truth is not the cure
But what is the truth when every character has a story
Upon which each owner desires to claim truth's glory?
For it is comforting for those to retreat from their fears
Or deny truth exists and mask it with cheers
What ignorant mortals for them I take sorrow
For truth will target and haunt them tomorrow
As for myse

Experience is Everything and Nothing
Everything that has happened or will happen was meant to happen;
However nothing was meant to last forever, even if it was intended to.
So live life like you meant to do everything that you did do or intend to do.
And don't worry if you or anyone else doesn't understand why everything happened.
Just be thankful that you lived long enough to experience it all.

Vie NoirYou were the promise of regret,
destiny wrapped in an egg shell,
something that temperance would not allow.

And you looked at me with cloudy eyes,
sipping your excuses while choking on tomorrow.

(We were the privileged few that God chose to endure the hopeless)

And you cursed my name while confessing every lie.
My borders grew as you clawed for the limits of absolution.

(We were the privileged few whose skin was hard to pierce)

And you loaded that gun with false bravado and ill intent.
The world was watching as you aimed it at the future.

(We were the privileged few who never forget to empty the chamber)

And you stared into the no

Alcoholics Anonymous"Alcoholics Anonymous"

I know I can do this
I need to put the bottle down
I will clench both my fists
And keep my feet on the ground
I know I can win
I need to conquer this trait
I will try to fight myself
And not drink another day

But its just one more bottle
A shot would be even smaller
Yet every time I drink
The trees look so much taller
My imagination runs haywire
These drinks don't fix anything
Instead my mind conspires
And brings out the worst in me

True feelings I can't face
Watching the world spin
A small price for its foul taste
Destroying my insides within
I have a terrible disease
So expensive and so vain
But

The lost innocenceMy innocence is lost
one night, I lost this treasure
I thought to be ready
I thought being loved

but for him, I was a bitch
for him, I was a toy
the love had disappeared

I regret this night
I regret my impatience

Today I am a princess without crown
a teenager at heart injured
which seeks forgot this day

NeedingTime passes and I find myself begging for attention
Looking in the mirror who is this woman
Never was I a jealous one before
Never a begging sort
Never needing anything
Now you, you make me "need" everything and all of you
You have transfixed my mind into wanting nothing but you
Turning away from all that is right just to touch you
All I wonder is am I alone in my needs....

Living a Lie.Living a Lie.

You say things you don't mean when you're angry.
You call me a waste of space and that you can't stand me.

When the dust settles you say you don't mean it.
You say I should know better than to believe it.

As usual I foolishly upkeep your illusive hold on me.
I allow you to mute my thoughts and take control of me.

You promise and reassure me that it will never happen again.
That this is the last time and you will put it all to an end.

But I know promises only comfort fools,
Who readily allow others to pull the wool

Over our eyes because it is easier to swallow the lies.
Can it be a mistake if it happens more than tw

Ghost LoverI'm holding myself back,
I am not going anywhere in life.
I have no direction at all,
No wind propelling my sails;
Everything is deathly quiet.

He's nowhere to be seen,
I can't be with him physically,
Strong water separates us.
At times I feel I'm waiting
For him to break my heart.

Empty promises like before,
Everyone else is doing so much
Better than what I've done.
Some are married with children
While I haven't got that at all.

The distance is suffocating me;
No guidance, no acceptance and
Certainly no chance in us.
Why am I holding tightly onto
A relationship that isn't there?

There's no way of being together,
We're ju

Coerce"Coerce"

I don't know who you expect me to be
But there's a constant pressure that hovers over me
I'm sorry if I don't meet your expectations
But realize that I too am frustrated beyond dictation

I realize nothing may be the same again
Or maybe that's only my fear with friends
Growing up I always tried to play pretend
But I know I've only been fooling myself in the end

I know my time is running out
And the path that I'm on won't be the easiest route
But these expectations that you have of me
Is more than anything that I could be

Or is that just me hiding from what's real?
There I go again; trying to conceal
An excuse to avoid o

Dear Poetry,I might be dangerously on the verge of being poetic, but-

Sometimes I don't feel me in my own skin.
I am too many breaks between pulses,
& a heart still living in the autumn of 99.

I'm telling stories about a girl.

A soul made of ink & godly metaphors,
too much for a non-homeostatic body.

There were once fireflies in her smile,
alight between the gaps in her teeth.

A rebel,
love letters carved into wrists
she never sent.

Poetry,

She is Porphyria, & you are her lover.

Let Go Hold On

Everything that matters or should matter let it go
Every person that ever loved you or will love you let them go
Every dream or wish you've ever had let them all go
Every wrong you never corrected just let go
Every hurt you ever felt or will know let them go
Every joy you may bring to others that brought joy to you let them all…go
Giving up is easy
But holding onto all that is dear to you or that you'll ever care for
Is what sets us apart from those that just give up and those that refuse to walk away

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Bacon and Eggs

by *goRillA-iNK, Nov 9, 2012, 11:31:08 AM
Literature / Poetry / Humor / Free Verse

_{Bacon and Eggs}
If I should ever live to see
The end of the world by one hundred and three
And know the sound that it makes
When it breaks
I hope it sounds like bacon and eggs.

Bacon and Eggsby *goRillA-iNK

Literature / Poetry / Humor / Free Verse

©2012-2013 *goRillA-iNK

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~Accendo-Anima Nov 22, 2012

nice verse)

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~Koize Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

hehe

you're funny!!

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~Katie-Venerelli Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

This is really cute

I read it and smiled

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*goRillA-iNK Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you!

That was just the desired effect I had hoped for.

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~Katie-Venerelli Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Awesome ^-^

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~Pandamomma2 Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

What a delicious end

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*goRillA-iNK Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

haha! Thank you!

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*Memoriesbybren Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

I

it!!!

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*goRillA-iNK Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you very much my dear friend!

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*Memoriesbybren Nov 9, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

You're so very welcome Tim

I had to add that to my signature...if you rather I don't, please let me know

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