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Free your mind
fill your eyes and ears
with poetic flows on paper

Let it be music
to your soul
sing silently to its tunes

Float, weightless
as if bound by nothing...
into the universe and beyond

Be lulled,
into a state of mindless tranquility
where words rule
governed by the light of hopes and fears
There is a hole in my story
Filled with empty space
This endless Galaxy
Burning straight through my brain
How can I be empty
But everlastingly vast
These brilliant stars set me aflame as they pass
And as my skin turns to ash
My soul begins to freeze
And, instantly, in a flash
I am staring into a mirror
That doesn't reflect me
I am nothing but a void in this slot of time
Just substance taking up space
just existing, never alive.
I'm dreadfully sorry, dear
but i no longer care about you,
or anyone for that matter
or anything you do
I'm tired of trying to no avail
this hopeless love never prevails
i have found that at my age, men don't want you for your brain
it is only a minor thing
but not when you're just a fling
it is only a one night stand
and the next day, they wont hold your hand
it is only being me
never loved
only seen
Twigs crunch and crinkle under my feet
as i walk along this straight side line
the wind blows and moves the leaves like frightened rabbits rushing along the grass
i can hear the faint, rough, slide of car tires against the roads asphalt
i inhale and breathe out this calming cool air
this is autumn
this is the fall of leaves on my hopes and dreams
the blow of wind against my life about to begin
and the quiet stroll along the road to my happiness
Can you hear me as i am breathing
feeling
such an emotion
broken, like the moon
i am discovered and have never been nurtured
i have never made good choices
even here, listening to the voices
inhaling these chemicals
and not confiding in these evangelicals
just kiss me, and take my poison
and as i manipulate
you will not just stipulate
never loving me
no one ever wanting to see
i am not crazy, just a bit bizarre
and to this ongoing hell
the end is very far
He doesn't love me, but how does he feel?
i know i cant see things that aren't real
but i can emote, emotions that are fake
hard to realize and easy to break
i'm not sure if he wants me still, or if it was a one time thing
but, trust me when i say I've had my fill, when it comes to being just a fling
  Oct 2015 Anastasia Anderson
oni
you tattooed
your name
on my heart
and likewise,
i want to
burn
my name
into your flesh.
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