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Do we not dream of places where the dead are no longer dead and faces are easily changed from person to person.
The rain may be nothing more than our hopes crashing around us.
Maybe it soaks us.
Maybe your tears mix with the rain and become your fears crashing along with your hopes.
So you run. You run as fast as you can.
And your sweat pours out and falls with the rain and the tears.
Let your sweat be your guide.
Let it be your rage aginst this world.
Let it be life.
Let your dreams fill with hope and fear and rage.
Flood this world with it and drown.
Drown and life and become whole.
She told me
where I could
and couldn't put my hands...

and as I bent over backwards
to please her
I found myself thinking

I really do hate

Playing Twister.
I know something that will make you mad
A piercing circle of neon midnight strewn upon auburn flesh
Three blood speckled trophies perched upon a prideful shelf
Three boastful laughters smacking love in the face
Three more reminders of who we are today
Six months or Two years, Time will tell
Hickies will fade, Things will change
I know something that will make you mad.
You were too late.
The shadows of doubt
dance precariously
around the edge
of reason
with open arms
they taunt me
to trust
them
and jump
head first into
the darkness
that surrounds them
only to find
reflected in their souless eyes
mine own
filled with tears
that hold my dreams
captive
prisoners of my own
fears
unable to move to think
I wake
once more
to watch the shadows dance
as daylight breaks
and sanity is lost amongst
the scatter cushions
of my sleepless
mind
Just another painful sleepless night
 Nov 2012 Christina Jackson
DM
There's so much out there.
There are billions of stars.
There are stars we haven't even discovered.
But only one star in our entire solar system.

It's amazing that so much is surrounding us,
When it seems like we have it all.
We have slim to none.
But do we have all of the people?

We have billions of people on this planet.
Could it really be all of the people in the universe?
For some reason it still makes me feel lonely.
I'm afraid to find out there are no others out there.

That is why I believe there are more life forms.
I believe there are others so I don't feel so alone.
Maybe they could be our friends.
Maybe they could change our future,

But we can't be alone.
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