Poems From The Heart

Ten Minutes

Pleasant upfront
Cold behind
They aren't blunt
Don't be blind
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Silence is all around
Shaking and hurting
Scars form
Layers on layers
To be peeled off later
Onion skin
Causing tears to fall
Why must it hurt?
Thoughts circle
Where did I go wrong?
Midnight rampage
Destroying brain cells
Ripping nerves apart
Fire burns deep inside
Destruction.

But then there's a light
It's no longer night
Clock strikes one
We're not done.

Soft and wise
Intelligent eyes
Swelling thoughts
Taking over
Water killing fires
As fingers lace
Dreams become desires
Of the human race
All good things living.

But those who live
Must also know
That all good things
Will certainly go.

He's the wind
On a dry summer day
The sun during a blizzard
Something different
And new
Yet old and known
But dropping glass
Is all he's done
And her heart
He's surely won.

And here I am
Alone at night
Thinking such
Thoughtful frights.

Of friends who were
And then they deceived
I turn my back
They throw knives at me

Of friends who are
There but silent
Losing touch
Forgetting who I am

Of a boy
Who is a friend
I wish were so much
More than

Of spirits
Guiding and guarding
Why has misfortune
Seem to follow me?

Of music
And countless earworms

Of shows
That are binge worthy

Of love
And the vast mysteries

Of sleep
And how it will never be

Of life
And realizing
That death awaits
Every day

Of sadness
Dealing with love and fear
And friends
And family
And God
And loneliness

All alone.

It's been ten minutes
And I still haven't gotten this
Right.