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underrated silence
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Mind has been silent
Was a much needed reprieve
Now it speaks again
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Close Your Eyes
Close your eyes
As the sun descends
Bringing to us the night
Feel me
I’m next to you
Even if under different skies
I take your hand.
Close your eyes
And feel my touch
As subtle as the breeze
Gentle
A hint of warmth
Threatening to overtake
I desire you.
Close your eyes
And feel my lips
Brushing against yours
Tenderly
Sweet embrace
Changing in intensity
I take you in.
Close your eyes
And hear my voice
Can you still remember
My sound?
Words spoken
Does it continue to resonate?
I whisper to you.
Close your eyes
Be here with me.

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Skin
I now see the numerous scars
covering your beautiful body
with the finest of lines
that can be read much like brail
unequivocally telling your story
why have I never seen them before?
but now I cannot ignore.To exchange one’s skin
to rip it away from the flesh
such a burning desire
but one that can never be realized
and everything that it has been through
shall be a permanent reminder
of what has been.Your expression shows me
how you struggle for each breath
skin slowly tightening
around your protruding bones
almost transparent in its consistency
ready to tear under duress
ready to split at any moment.You search out your reflection
trying to make sense of it all
but you can’t and instead
you are harrowing your mirror
covering my eyes to spare me your tears
but I have already decided
I cannot leave you here.I will take away what hurts
I will smooth out the scars. -
by Charles Bukowski
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Above The Surface
Darkness invites my spirit
Into its solitary realm
With its empty promises
Taking my life by the helm
Light harder to see
Dragging me farther away
My reflection no longer me
Gone is the light of dayThe ignorance of memory
The dissipation of the soul
In search of forgiveness
I’m trying to let go
Felt with every breath
Each step brings it closer
Feeling its true depth
Much needed closureAnd with the rising sun
My eyes I must shield
Here above the surface
Finally the walls have yield
I have found my way
Back amongst the living
The warmth I must say
Is so much more giving*I am not big on rhyming, but this one just seemed to flow that way
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In My Head
All I hear
In my head
Is your beautiful voice
It has everything
I’m searching for
And the story it tells
Will get me through
Another desolate night. -
Humanity CAN do good things for each other!! so beautiful I love it when humanities cleverness does something to benefit itself. Amazing. I cant even imagine what this must have felt like! Lovely, emotional, and touching.
“I was born deaf and 8 weeks ago I received a hearing implant. This is the video of them turning it on and me hearing myself for the first time :) Edit: For those of you who have asked the implant I received was Esteem offered by Envoy Medical”
Wow :’) i could not stop smiling so big and tearing up
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Different Faces of Silence
Sometimes the silence
is deafening, mind
piercing and unbearable.
At other times the silence
is soothing, mind
depressurized and welcomed.
What I need to find is a
happy medium, mind
neither about to explode nor go numb… -
Why?
Your purpose is to dispel
my inflictions
To wipe clean my slate,
to steal the key that belongs
to the door of my past.
Instead you drag me deeper
within,
leaving me unsure if I will be
able to drag myself out
next time,
door left wide open.
All I ask is why,
with never a response… -

(via bearingmypoordiction)
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Waiting Room
I’m sitting here,
waiting,
anticipating what
this appointment
will bring.
Even though I know
every second Wednesday
I will be here,
I still can never prepare
for what’s to come. -
Sneezing can be good
I love the release, but please
Not ten in a row!!! -
Marionette
I was your marionette
movements cannot be anticipated
totally dependent on you
to choose which strings to operate
to make me dance.And even in death
I awaited your manipulations
still unable to move
without your precise directions
of how to be.But now I cut the ties
no longer being there upon your stage
I shall no longer dance
to the tune you so hauntingly sang
from the grave.


