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Missing
The moon is here
an I got nothing
my heart is missing
though I keep on
wishing on a star
I'm drifting
left to right in and out
the sound comes low
a broken moan
hollow bones
don't trees grow
upside down
can't dig myself out
undermud
I can't feel
and even if I could
not sure I should
I don't deserve
it still hurts
the distance is lost
don't think
it rocks.
©JM.Cole
Tuesday 13th November 2018 12:17 pm
My Muse
The chaos in my mind
is killing me,
my life, a bad trip
on LSD
a rush to the brain,
serotonin, dopamine
all at once shining
blue light
a mind so open,
a heart so full,
peace,
such peace,
the sweetest sleep.
Memories are mirages,
I cannot reach.
A sinking feeling,
a dread inside around I go,
again and again,
down the rabbit hole,
just once more,
one last time
looking for a ...
Tuesday 7th November 2017 5:03 am
Poem in Progress B (explicit)
I see the star I do not run
I fall apart I come undone
I live for it
the rain the burn
the everlasting storm
a rush a drug
a hurricane of pure
fucking love.
I never met a siren
didn't drag me out to the deep
I drowned a few times
came back whole complete
from under the sea
now I tie a rope to the lighthouse
and swim when I please
when I get the need
I dig my grave
...
Tuesday 3rd October 2017 2:08 am
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