Anyday I wait, I feel ashamed for watching the games be played.
Every second is a moment missed.
Every week is like a hiss.
My hands they shake in suffering pain.
The lilacs of a purple rain.
Its like a scream for help.
But ignored by everyone else.
Until one comes along and changes how things are felt.
Its like a dose of medication.
Like a second start to a new end.
I sit there and realize a true friend.
Watching the gaze of the surrounding peers.
I realize I have less fear.
I'm confident in what I show.
Oh god don't remind me of that snow.
The walk after that crazy night.
That thought of being alright.
Not knowing I was causing pain.
I caged my self in an awful mistake.
Its been over a year since then.
Finally i've put it to an end.
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PoesíaPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
