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Laura Sabau Poem
Time is fragile, time is thin
Strings of white pearls
Hang and seek for equilibrium
Distant cries, unheard callings
For so much I've wondered
Lost and alone.
Your ship left too soon
Yet the anchor was still aboard,
It kept pulling you under
Forcing water to run on the sides.
New horizons await beyond the sea,
Transitions, experiences, dreams and hopes
All of them drowned in the fear of change.
I felt your warmth for the last time
I heard your heart breaking
I saw it aching
I watched you pretending to be strong
Even though you knew what was the end all along.
Until it was undeniable
That last goodbye was inevitable.
You held me close
At a complete loss for words
I couldn't hide the hurt
Behind my smile anymore;
Tears were speaking in the name of all the unnecessary words,
Our kiss never experienced that passion before.
Only the thought of it brings
Crystal drops
That decorate the dry surface of my cheeks;
My body is yet not prepared:
My eyes - colorless and pale
My face - motionless and tired
My mind - confused and undecided
My hands - shaking and aching.
Copyright © Laura Sabau | Year Posted 2011
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Laura Sabau Poem
My mind is filled with void
I can't exhale
Nor breathe out.
I'm choking on all these words i cannot speak
Like shattered glass they
Ache and bleed
So much it hurts on the inside
That i can't even cleanse
Those tiny, insignificant pieces of pain
And free myself from this guilt
That's digging so deep into my skin.
Break me, crush me
I don't care anymore
Ignore me,
I'm too tired to care back
I'm too bruised to even notice.
It's still my body
That takes hits quietly.
Bitter with all my sore
I've tried to escape
Not my first attempt,
Yet not my last
I'm still breathing
I'm still fighting.
I am no longer my own hero...
Lights out...
I need to rest.
Copyright © Laura Sabau | Year Posted 2011
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Laura Sabau Poem
A pitch black room
Resonates with silence
That's choking me;
Extreme cold, rain, wind
Doesn't even move me now.
The sound of peace
Is bothering, distracting
Consumed with fragments of laughter;
They feel like knives
Stabbing damaged flesh.
It's real!
This is real!
I am real!
Alone I am again
Under my sheets
I try not to falter
To break down, to let myself be seen.
Silent gasps are to be suffocated
Only at night;
No mortal shall see
That I am human, week and hurting too.
Violet, blue, then yellow
Accidents purposely done
Body trauma arises
Mental health crumbles
The road to hell deepens
Failure's so close
I can feel the shiver;
Eyes are closing
Thoughts refuse to focus
Mind is blocked
Emotions fear to show
Mouth can't utter
What heart really longs and wishes.
Beyond doubt I'm losing
I'm the only one to know and blame
Who else knows about this never-ending game?
The thought of pain
Erases sanity
I need to abuse myself
A flame of hurt I need to feel
My skin is burning
Fingers impatiently caress
Self damaged tissue
Longing for the same sensation.
It can't, it will never be experienced again.
With memories I sink
I can't breathe
The air I've just exhaled
It's like poison.
I'd bleed tears
If I could make it go away
I'd bleed red
If I knew scars would fade.
Copyright © Laura Sabau | Year Posted 2011
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