What is it

Death came to me again:

to check promises,

to count days,

to make sure I was in pain.

I doubt I'll ever be numb.

Pain became my ally.

Even if sick physically or emotionally,

I can handle them combined.

I need to find myself back.

Where did I get lost?

I can't remember when,

If I only got to know what I lack.

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Needy

I crave for attention.

I can't stand being laid back to back.

I need your touch.

I want your warmth.

Behold my silence, for now.

'cause I won't stand barriers.

Won't you speak to me?

Won't you alowe yourself to be mine?

Tap your water.

Shake your bones.

Scream, if you need to.

But don't let me hanging around.

I need words.

I want dialog.

I crave for compassion.

I can't lean my face against your back.

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They

They say love is easy to explain.

Once in love and you'd never be the same.

They say love is hard to explain.

Once in love and you'll feel a lot of pain.

Once in love, twice in pain.

Tears are felt as the heart has become the brain.

If in love, don't let your mind fool you around.

Be free of mind,

be safe and sound. 

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Travel

I watched you through the window pane.

Through the glass, through the pain.

I also watched my own reflex.

Pale and thin, smeared eyes.

What is it like being on the other side?

Do we know where does it take us?

Can we feel the grasp running through our bodies?

Can we feel our souls departing?

Green fields and ocean shores, they say.

I only hope to see you once again.

In time, long pace.

Are you there? Have you already left?

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morn

Dripping morning tears,

Sorrow in my mind.

No one leaving, no one dreaming,

in bed sleeping, by morning.

Never finished a story,

never draft a drawing.

Happy endings untying,

cold faces in a hot morning.

living in ache,

sitting in the dark.

No oneelse's dream,

Bad time facing words.

Drove out of sight,

cold beaming,

hard believing.

In bed sleeping, by morning.

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Tick

Anxiety fills my hours,

while I wait for the definite sharp time.

I feel like throwing up.

Like I have a ball imprisoned in my chest.

My expectations are higher than ever!

I long for the greatest feelings,

I hope we connect for real,

Like clock pointers encounter eachother during the day.

I used to be broken, now

First I need to find myself to engage again.

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