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 Mar 2015 Darren
Quentin Briscoe
You are my garden of Eden
My tree of life
But your fruit is the good and the evil.
Which way is right..
I'm drowning in a sea of emotions...
I reached for the Apple..
And bit more than I can handle..
What a marvelous taste..
But now the losses are in View..
I could have had the world..
But now I just chew...
Because once I swallow..
There be nothing else I can do..

My Sins are in View..
I know to much now..
Should have listen to you..
No room for love now
We believe that isn't true..
Bitten by the snakes..
But your all I wanna do..
Drowning for your love
But now I just chew...
Because once I swallow
I'll never get another taste of you..
 Mar 2015 Darren
Kate Breanne
You captured
my fluttering heart
in your butterfly net.

You studied
the breaks
in my wings
and made me
believe you would
mend them

But in the dead
of the night
you would tear
the fragile flesh
in the bed
of another.

You ripped
the beauty from
my soul as
you caused
me to tear
my patterned body.

You disguised
yourself as
sweet and caring
but before my eyes
you metamorphosed into
narcissistic and hateful.

My fragile heart
was caught
in your web
of lies.

We played
familiar roles.
You the
poisonous spider
and I the
naive butterfly.
this is horrible. I'm having major writers block.
 Mar 2015 Darren
Elaenor Aisling
I dreamed I dug a bullet
out of my own thigh.
I asked if I might bleed to death
and they said no
as long as I packed it with happy thoughts
and my mind went blank.
There was no pain, no cringing release,
grim rush to blank reality,
these legs are used to feeling.
I pressed a ***** palm to the ragged edges.
I feel better.
 Mar 2015 Darren
Chalsey Wilder
Life after life
Kingdom after Kingdom
Century after Century
Again and again
The hate
It happens, again and again
You cannot tell me my love is a sin when it feels so right
When it feels so just
You cannot tell me what I feel inside is wrong when you have never been inside my heart
You cannot tell me the mate of my soul
You have never touched it, nor seen it to tell me anything so bold
Your will can bend my body to do anything, but your will can never bend my soul
Like the tree who never bowed to any living soul
 Mar 2015 Darren
Chalsey Wilder
You gulp down liquid fire trying to warm your soul like it's a city of ice and glaciers
It burns down your throat but it never hits home, it just makes it easier to live there
It burns pass your heart never melting it, but cracking the ice within it to open up something you didn't ever see before
And your therapist dares to sit there and ask that cliche question that everyone asks you, but never understands the answer you give them
*“Why do you drink?"
“It makes it easier."
“It makes what easier?"
“To live in my skin and see the inside of myself again. I look so much more beautiful on the inside. And this is the only way I can see it."
 Mar 2015 Darren
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