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Forward ThinkingIt's time I started afresh,
Put the past behind me
And look ahead.
This year has been like a rollercoaster,
My emotions floating up and down
But I must start thinking positively
No more crying myself to sleep,
I have promises that I must keep
I've shed enough tears for you
Though our time together was brief,
You caused me a great deal of grief
Is it any wonder I'm in this state?
You've made it perfectly clear
That I'm not wanted in your life,
But I haven't been able to stop thinking about you
We haven't spoken in almost a year,
But you don't seem to care
Maybe I shouldn't either.
I've become a recluse.
Shut myself away from my peers
Destined to be alone forever
That is going to stop
From this day forth
I will not dwell on the pain.
the Sweetest Thing
Sent to you
by the PTB
We help the Hopeless
You and Me
I do this "bleh" thing with my face
Tells you a name, a time, a place
Guided by visions, those I accidentally gave to you
Wish I could stay to pull you through
This light is growing stronger now
I feel it melting me
Draw the curtain, take my last bow
Didn't know this was my destiny
Sent by the PTB
Now they've shut the door
Plagued by visions, but not anymore
They've passed to you from me
It was an accident I swear
Never would hurt my Princess so much
I am nowhere yet, at the same time everywhere
Someday, I promise, I'll take you out to lunch.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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