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Sara West Poem
The fear of loss
Can make one run from love
So far, far away
That loss comes anyway.
I’m not afraid of dying
I’m afraid of what losing you
Would do
I’m not afraid of living
I’m afraid of living
Without you.
I ran for so long
Into the darkness of deepest night
Into the pouring rain
Looking for comfort
I lived in a bottle
To run from my mind
Into the soft slow comfort
Of impending self destruction
And then I looked inside myself
Once I had found my footing
And realized that all around me
Was the love for which I’d been looking
Just hold on to me
Never let me go
I’ll never run away
I do love you so.
Copyright © Sara West | Year Posted 2016
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Sara West Poem
Particles borne
from the entropic; the eventual.
The inevitable death
brings life.
Annihilation is not death,
death rides a continuum.
A wave always knows it is the water,
it rises and then ceases; continuation.
The loss of life can be
such pain, such tragedy.
But it does not have to be,
If one thinks of energy.
Particles
pieces of you, whom I love.
I can't call a particle when I miss you.
Shall we ever meet again?
Particles
Pieces of me, you took with you.
When you left too soon.
My father, my friend.
Lover,
I feel you deeply within my heart.
My particles of life stream out of me
And rage against the dying of the light.
I shall never leave your side
until the end of my life.
We can share our grief and joy,
As husband and wife.
Particles.
Bound by growth, death, love and pain.
Bound by truth, never to falter again.
For Jesse.
Copyright © Sara West | Year Posted 2015
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Sara West Poem
I ain't no Slippin' Jimmy
...but they call me that anyway.
For the mistakes I made as a stupid kid
I'm held accountable today.
In the mind of the insane
In the rat maze of a brain
I'm still the one to blame.
Did some bad things
..but never killed a soul
Still, I lost control.
But I ain't no Slippin' Jimmy!
You can call me by my name
The one you gave me when you brought me to life, screaming
Into your game.
If there is no forgiveness, there can be no love
And maybe it just isn't worth the trouble,
Loving you, but always Slippin' Jimmy
Your greatest mistake,
Oh fakest of the fake.
I'm done.
Copyright © Sara West | Year Posted 2016
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Sara West Poem
The wash
Hits so fast.
Feels like a metal wave rolling over me
Covered in a suit of molten steel
Changes how you feel.
Don't care.
About anything but me.
I'll pretend to listen
If you got a story, just please
Don't bore me.
That's what has become of us.
Not for me.
This bird has flown
Into a new sky
One with problems
But no lies.
Don't lose control
It feels like the best pair of slippers
Warms your feet, seems to deliver
A sense of inhibitions.
Freedom
Control
Multiverses
Souls
All require armour
Made of love
Mixed with steel
The wash always changing
How we feel.
Copyright © Sara West | Year Posted 2016
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