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Caden Churchwell Poem
Rockstar girl I hardly remember, like Green Day I tried to wake you up after September, come to find out you're deceased put my skill in a blender.
We shared some of the highest peaks, I brought the xanz you brought the coke, no holding hands just drugs that we'd smoke.
You'd tell me I'm your dream man like you Ally and I'm Juice...
baby I'm the "XanMan" dont get confused.
me and the grim reaper must have a truce, how did you die when my neck was the one in the noose?
I guess it makes sense with all the drugs we'd abuse. God seems to take the good ones I swear bro pick and choose...
like the ones with the best hearts always the first to lose
Rockstar girl I hardly remember I tried to wake you up at the end of September but the pills take they ain't no lender, guess them pills fake, now you gone forever...
Copyright © Caden Churchwell | Year Posted 2024
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Caden Churchwell Poem
Sometimes the dreams are better than being awake, yet even when im sleep, from you I never get a break.
At least in my dreams I could believe it's true knowing damn well this isn't you and whats before my eyes is fake.
yet every details precise as my mind our futures gliding through and when I wake its like someone hit the brakes...
She leaves not talking rake, just to realize I was only being teased and whats next is a sharp pain in my chest as if that of a stake.
She seems to know me best I profess but that parts the most detrimental mistake.
in turn I like every other woman less as my mind you caress, to you id hand it over but she left so now with her its my mind that she takes.
The only thing I cling to are treble clefs and probably will till my dying breathe, sometimes dreams are better than being awake...
Copyright © Caden Churchwell | Year Posted 2024
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Captivated by her lustful eyes as if her beauty lets off the song of a siren, little did I know what came next would be my demise, had I known i'd of gone into hidin.
she gobbled my heart like it was bite-size, in other words without even tryin,
should've known I'd pay a price for the prize, ended my world back in 2012 with the mayans.
Lied with every word similar to a car enterprise, I held her down but when it came to me gravity was defyin.
Oh how quickly it occurred she's a deadly device, for me to go another round my hearts shutters she'd have to be pryin
like a cauldron the witch constantly stirred, she's fairly precise and her love potion might result in you dyin...
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Funny I'm a loner yet hate being alone, maybe I'm terrified of developing a bond just for in a brief second it to be gone as my whole life i've been alone.
The one time i got attached and made her heart my home... she'd depart and it felt as if i lost everything i'd ever known the night she decided to roam...
More scared of that than the tower with the highest height,
scared to be outgrown as my heart shed just devour or turn to stone,
in turn to new relations i cower and say in short "I love to be alone"
I enjoy solitude dont get me wrong but sometimes being alone is a bit excessive and for human relations i long;
but nothing worse than the frustration of not relating to them, probably where the desire for solitude stems
You ever felt alone whilst being surrounded by friends?
Thats far more lonely so i tend to cancel plans
never been outgoing
could you see through my tinted lens?
maybe if you squinted and if not then just pretend
I attempt to paint this image in hopes you'd see from where i descend and why crowded rooms i leave as my time i'd rather not lend.
They view it as if i think they're infested with some sort of disease and my immune system i defend
If thinking that'll put you at ease but reality is i dont mesh or blend and if i do then when you leave the more i grieve and to my heart you wont tend...
as a result back to being alone with an aching chest id (L)only have to mend.
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Copyright © Caden Churchwell | Year Posted 2024
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