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Life is great for a few short months
leaves shade us from the sultry heat
but at the end of Summer's season
they get crushed beneath our feet.
But time takes its inescapable toll
leaves wither once they take the fall
overlooked and simply swept away
because they must answer Autumn's call
Cruel North winds age them quickly
Golden leaves become fringed in rust
wrinkled and brittle, tumbling to the ground
they lay crushed beneath the earth as dust
They're ever granted a burial plot
just raked into pyres, and burned in heaps
problems for the weekend gardener
and for their sad death, no one weeps
snakes on a wall
rattlers all three
no pictures or any
pretty things
just demon scalps
no
they're not evil
I ate the big one
he was old and rough
three days from pay day
half a tank
two shotgun shells
no mourning doves
and there he was
yuck
they're better young
taste like chicken
and not so tough
won't shoot 'em anymore
just shoe 'em off the porch
little bullsnake last night
on the patio under a box
picked him up before the dog
got his scent
tossed him gently
over the fence
I see 'em crossing the road
and stop to help them
wherever I roam
not to get crushed
maybe a snake is
what I was
or maybe a snake is
what I become
J-ust make it your way,
A-ll you have to do is trust;
N-o reason to doubt,
D-on't let the faith get crushed.
E-xpress it your way, saying the words from the heart;
L-et your mind think of a thing that sets you apart.
F-ourteenth morn in July,
A-llow others to notice;
R-ise above the crowd,
R-aise your hand in fist.
A-s you make it your way,
L-ook straight in the eye;
E-agerly convince the other,
S-incerity is getting high.
N-ever fear, never be afraid
O-f what your flight may bring;
V-ery well you understand,
I-n the sky there's a broken wing.
C-reativity and uniqueness
I-nspire people every day;
O-utstanding you'll emerge, just make it your way.
Cute smile, lazy talk, sparkle in her eye, beauty galore
Falling, falling….don’t tell me its u I adore
Love??? No I have no definition
What the hell I’ll risk it, start the ignition
The darkness and mystery have me urging to explore
The hunger…I have to feed it more and more
But hold on…
I could say I love her but am not sure I do
We could be friends but I’d still be lacking
Or keep quiet and let it kill me inside
Let her know and get crushed with rejection
But…
Perfection is far from any mortal,
Correction betters any options for the next move,
I just have to prove my affection for her,
Let her feel and live in the connection that’s me and her,
That my arms are equal to fine,
That no line is drawn between us,
And even if any it’s me protecting what is mine,
And that HER…is what I want, to change to forever MINE
C-omplete and total trust
R-equires faith in the Lord;
I-n the Father you truly rely,
S-ubmitting fully to His word.
T-wenty-seventh day of June
E-xpresses cogent confidence,
T-rusting completely in God
A-llows you to see His residence.
E-arnestly believe in God,
L-et your doubts disappear;
A-lways wait for His promise,
M-ake your eyes free from tear.
P-ure heart totally trusts,
A-s your mind accepts the truth;
R-emember the Lord and think
O-f your early days in youth.
S-olidify your conviction,
A-lthough there are fears;
B-e brave enough to stop
A-nother drop of tears.
L-earn now to stand strong, don't let your hope get crushed;
O-nly the firm can conquer with complete and total trust.
Therapy is a nice breeze I paid for.
That smells a little bit like dead dust bunnies.
You can only jump as high as kettle corn.
And you’ll land on the ground most likely.
Get crushed.
But she wants a more substantial crunch.
An earth worm’s sentience.
Such a worm cannot go to therapy.
The therapist would crush him way too easily.
And she wants at least 13 bones.
Doesn’t all have to be from the same creature.
Spider legs don’t always count.
But might if it has spikes.
Therapy is a nice breeze I paid for.
And the breeze smells like lavender instead of dead dust bunnies.
Maybe because…
The dust bunnies got eaten.
I have ghosts who live inside me and refuse to move out
They tear me apart piece by piece with every passing moment, as I try not to remain silent anymore but my cries are muffled by the shadow choking me, I tremble and shiver as the air inside my lungs slowly disappears and starts to get replaced by non-existent water, the force of a million goodbyes pulls me under the water I try to hold on to a glimmer of hope on the surface but my strength is nothing compared to the regrets that pull me in. My desperate hands try to hold on to the air for the last time, but as obvious as it is I held on to nothing, to an expression that doesn't exist, I might be foolish but maybe I was just lost in the moment, I was a child, I was innocent and naive, I didn't know better, but somehow it's still all on me, it's my fault so I pay the consequences of my own actions and I with tears in my eyes and heart being turned to shreds watch without flinching the life being sucked out of me and I smile as I get crushed and bear the pain of my heart and soul simultaneously being burned to ashes multiple times over and over until I breathe my last still smiling because I know the end to this merciless voyage has arrived and my mind is now free from this constant state of torture and suffering.
But when I finally close my eyes I am greeted by the sound of all my burdens and mistakes, the people I've hurt, the ghosts I've provoked, the pages I've torn and the bridges I've burned following me ruthlessly with swords and daggers the peace I dreamed of turns out to be a myth, a lie. I lift my skirt that weighs the weight of my crime and try to run and escape them all but I trip and fall and scream as I land on the shattered glass that pierces through my skin, the flowing blood tying me to the ground as they all catch up to me and pitilessly stab me with their weapons, my clothes my body, my hair all drenched in blood every inch of me reeking with the scent of it. I lay there lifeless finally accepting that this is my forever and nothing I do or don't do would be able to change it.
Being pulled under.
Like a lily pad going ‘boop.’
Bobbing around, then nothing.
No amount of clearing my mind will undo it.
A spider whisper.
He likes me.
Prickling like his legs.
As if I’m in a dome.
Pulled under.
There are other people who have the slobbering feeling under their hair.
Faded out.
Like a pinecone with its edges shaved.
Fingers focusing.
With gripping finger pads that do nothing.
And the kitchen is always a mess of weird things.
Bugs and things.
My edges shaved down and caved in a little.
Grappling under the ice, but there’s no water, just feet of ice.
Someone else used to live here.
He was like a centipede to me.
Everyone is like a centipede to me.
Climbing the walls.
So am I.
Always around in the basement.
Depression.
Is when you are a spider, centipede, lily pad, or pinecone.
And could get crushed any moment.
But you don’t.
LOVE IS LIKE.........................
Love is like a pair of shoes!
Easy to abuse, or tossed in the trash when over used.
Love is like fire,
soon you'll get burn, or the flames will just simply turn off!
Love is like a car,
always finding ways to get it fixed, or searching for a better one!
Love is like a calendar,
changing days, weeks in 12 months, with resolutions never accomplished!
Love is like dirty laundry, you put it to the side!
Love is like a song, winds up all kinds of emotion before it ends!
Love is like a teacher, never appreciated!
Love is like dirt, easy to step on, or sweep away!
Love is like make up, easy to remove with tears!
Love is like a battery, draining all it's juice till it runs out!
Love is like a model, full of $h*t!
Love is like a Doctor, dumping hurting news with a cost!
Love is like a remote control, to many buttons to push!
Love is like the universe, confusing without knowing what's out there!
Love is like power, to hard to handle!
Love is like a fart, it really stinks!
Love is like a coloring book, scribbling pages to get it over with!
Love is like a flower, that will die eventually!
Love is like an egg, one way, or another it has to break or rot!
Love is like a shadow, it only happens with light!
Love is like a roach, waiting to get crushed!
Love is like a unicorn, does it even exist!
Love is like a heart beat, easy to stop!
By; p.d.
**********(LMFAO)***************
I think I had to much fun demoting love.
...........Instead Of promoting (LOL)........
Love is like wow! if you really must know!