Untroubled

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Sports  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: April 29, 2018

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Submitted: April 29, 2018

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 You don't see me, you can't hear me. 

The heat of the day

burns up

my skin

 as I long once more,

for a cold embrace.

 

The shade cools down

my eyes.

The warmth of the air

takes my breath away.

 

I have no place to run

away from

or to hide

unless my destiantion

has you in mind.

 

You change my mind

every time.

 

Making me think better

of our time.  

 

Never lying to me,

I lay before you

brought to life;

killed by the warmth

of painful words from the

wise.

 

Lying to me,

I try to stand over the waters,

sinking down into 

to my own surmise.

 

The icy cold waters

of your breath

rush over me

as I drown away in the tidal wave

of our struggle.

 

The warmth of your truth

comforts me.

 

The ashes of everything

burnt up

choke me

alive.

 

The smoke vanishes down

away from the blinding

burning sunlight 

of our last sunset moment.

 

Clouds fog my memory 

of how I thought better

as I swim through the smoky haze,

reaching for your hand.

 

The shadow of my ghost

dances weightless 

with you

everywhere you go

and everywhere

you are not.

 

You don't see me

you can't hear me. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



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