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Jul 2014 That Girl

In Reach

Jul 2014 That Girl

Patrice Diaz

In Reach

"The number you have dialled
Is no longer in service."

How those words
Rung in my head
When you had left;
It hurt

How it lingered
On my tongue,
The tongue that once knew
Your name; so familiar

You were that number
And you had disappeared
Appeared once in my life
To leave and never come back

You were like a soul
Wandering,
Searching,
Losing her way

You thought that
You found your light --
The light that you needed--
In me

How foolish was I?
To believe that we --
In the hopes of forever --
were something permanent

"The number you have dialled"
Those words that came from my mouth
"Is no longer in service"
Are words that are, now, out of my reach

Never to return;
Never to reappear;
Never to exist

Not once more.

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"How are you?" she had asked. I answered her with the words that lingered in my mind. Because, just like you, I was no longer in reach

#love #poem #poetry #broken #sad #pain #lost #writing #light

Jul 2014 That Girl

TIME PASSES.....

Jul 2014 That Girl

Judypatooote

TIME PASSES.....

Time passes...
While sitting on the steps
Waiting for the water company
To come and turn off the water.
My old home.
The one I grew up in...
Mom and Dads place,
Then my sons place.
Now sold..
Everything removed
But the memories...
Hard to turn off the tears.
I look at the iron railing
My dad made,
With marks pounded in it .
A curled end, with little rings
Between every other rail.
At Christmas I would tip toe down
And peek through the rails
To see if Santa arrived yet.
Dad made a bar in the basement.
On the front of it still
Are My initials JK
He cut them out for me.
I can't remove them now,
Because he used wood glue
To fasten them to the bar.
There is a shelf to devide
The dining room and front room.
Growing up we had a large fish bowl
On two of the shelves.
Angel fish,
And guppies...
Now shelves are bare.
A lot of stories to be told,
Created in this old house.
Giving me a lot of great memories.
Leaving this house
Is like leaving my mom and dad
Behind...
But I know they are
With me in my heart.
Thanks mom and dad
For giving me a great childhood.
Life changes,
As does the place to live...
Good bye
To my childhood home..

Jul 2014 That Girl

Less Hopeless, More Hopeful

Jul 2014 That Girl

The Poetic Architect

Less Hopeless, More Hopeful

It's impossible
To be hopeless
When you know
His *story

#life #god #story #possibilities #limitless

Jul 2014 That Girl

to my ex who doesn't deserve the credit

Jul 2014 That Girl

caroline

to my ex who doesn't deserve the credit

"the ones you love,
you hurt the most"
as if it's okay, because you're doing it out of love, right? it's okay to break them down, piece by piece until all that's left is broken fragments of the girl who once was, because it's out of love, right?

"the ones we love, we hurt"*
but you took "hurt" to the exact definition. and you gave no mercy.
i always thought the ones you love you don't dare ponder on harming, because they are everything delicate and everything you spend so much time building up.

so what is it you felt for me?

your hands bruised my body and the scars have made their home on my skin. still your words remain engraved into my brain, always reminding me i will never, nor was i ever, enough for you. and each night your kisses goodbye apologized for you and i was reminded *"i didn't mean it" more
than you ever reminded me you "loved" me.
i realize now that the monster you transformed into over our two years, was always there from our first "hello."
and there it will always stay.
*i just hope something in her
doesn't make you want to hurt her
out of "love," too.

Jul 2014 That Girl

Escapism

Jul 2014 That Girl

Hannah Beth

Escapism

Another drink,
Another smoke.

One more story,
One more book.

A long day out,
A night awake.

Two more songs,
Four more games.

Daydreaming again,
Creating stories in her head.

Dreading the moment,
she's alone once again.

“I’m fighting my demons,”
She says.
“I’m pushing them away.”

He shakes his head.
“My dear, it seems to me,
That you are running away.”

V personal + experimental
although i suppose everything i write at this point is quite experimental
anyway, I dunno. Just a poem about running from your problems. Hope that at least some can relate.

#depression #escape #emotions #recovery #escapism #therapy #mental-health #distractions