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Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

Nicole

You used to have a lot of friends,
back before this endless cycle began.

Back before you were sitting on the floor,
eyes locked on closed doors.

The voices coming through,
trying to figure out which to choose.

Back before the monster crept into your head.

Back before you wished you were dead.

Back before you had to fake a smile,
Before getting out of bed felt like walking one thousand miles.

Back before the heartache,
the pain,
and the endless suffering.

Back before you had a lot of friends.

But now,
It's time for you end.

#suicide #depression #sadness #death

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

A River is Aware

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

Onoma

A River is Aware

A river is aware
of its course...
wise to the ways
of water.

~Jai Ma~

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

I Love the Way you Move

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

Nathan Pival

I Love the Way you Move

I love the way you move
I love the way you walk
There is a certain grace about you
In the air that surrounds you
Even in how you talk

Your smile lights up a room
Your touch makes my heart
Burn with desire

Just being in your presence
Is time well spent
Feeling that my heart is safe
In your hands
Is priceless

You are the source
Of so much inspiration
It's difficult to explain
You make me want to better myself
Because you deserve the best man
That I can be

You "get" me
And I "get" you
I've never felt more
Understood or appreciated
For just being myself

You make me feel thankful
And I don't take that for granted

I love the way you move

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

Profession

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

ryn

Profession

I once professed my love to the wind...*

I had professed that I admired the way
     it had caressed my face.
           The way it cupped my cheeks
   and combed through
                 my tousled hair.

I once professed my love to the wind...

I had professed that I was infinitely enamoured
with its playful but gentle ways.
The way it would upset
the serenity of my clothes.
          The way it would engulf me cool
on a hot sunny day.

I once professed my love to the wind...

I had professed that I get addicted to the way
it would reach into my lungs
and abscond with my breath.
Leaving me asphyxiated for a brief moment
before mischievously
introducing new air;
hale and fresh.

I still profess my love to the wind...

I'd profess my adoration for the way
she fills my sails full
and my heart full of hope.
For I am a lone sailor
in a crowded ocean.
Sailing in a vessel bound for nowhere...
Traversing time and space
with my love, my breeze...
my air.

.

#love #profession #hellopoetry107

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

Heartache

Feb 2016 C R Y S T A L L I Z E

Purple Rain

Heartache

I've been at deaths door;
Unable to catch a breath
My heart is sore;
From now until death;
For bullet wounds have invalid my chest

#pain #sadness #death #suffering #wounds #afaid