Health Lost Poems

In the dimly lit corners of her existence,
She lingered, a ghost in the midst of persistence.
From the womb, she was marked, a black sheep born,
Destined...

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I used to be afraid:
afraid of being disrespected,
afraid of losing,
afraid of staying alone,
afraid of being cheated.
Now with the passing of time
and growing age,
with continuity of...

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I've Lost All Sense

I gave you everything I had
All of me
I held nothing back
I believed
You were a man of integrity
But you were less than honest
You...

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Today I was asked to think of something nice to do for myself everyday 
But I couldn't, 
I froze I couldn't think of a single...

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I lie and think..? And think then dream..On how it will end?
What will be the scenes? The die is cast..' So many now
Know.! Many more...

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   I am a mess
Of good intentions
Gone wrong
I strike matches upon myself
To keep others warm
     And now my whole...

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She no longer felt taunted by the race of it all
Could not sit around and watch a life fly by, before her eyes
An unkept promise...

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On Phantom Pain  (Prelude)


When an illness
    — such as blindess or dementia —
Descends…
Then
Which direction of the heart
Will you choose
To mark the...

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Deep in my shrewd mind, a storm rages on 
Dark clouds gather as the wind howls till dawn
A tempest of thoughts, I cannot control
A battle...

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Its a long while since I've been
Wearing a very happy grin
I can not even believe
You would ever really leave
We were going to grow old
Together we...

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I want  to crawl inside a crevice
Live behind the walls
Hide deep with the darkness
No sun or light at all
I want noone to see me
They...

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I don’t want my love to be violent. 

  

But when I love, I rip my organs out of my chest, I take my...

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The phone keeps telling me things I already know:
My boomers want to blather,
I seem to be getting fatter.

I listen to it anyways.
Repeating useless thoughts coquettishly;
I'm...

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My mental notes are like those from a psychologist
Full of monologues and constant wars between myself
Cause most times I'm undecided whether to take the high
For...

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Her body was that of a wizened crone,
her enfeebled mind was that of a child.
Playfully, she skipped and jumped rope, and shone,
but only in her...

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