Hope Over Your Head Poems

There’s a story untold,
A mystery to unfold.

Even in her unfinished state,
Her beauty will forever captivate.

Da Vinci’s hand has started the task,
Her delicate face, unable to...

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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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Man In My Head, 

You live there– 
(here I should say) 
but I suppose I don’t need to tell you that.
You’re the one making your...

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...It was maybe ten years later,
as I slept in my bed,
that all sorts of infernal things
seemed to possess my head.
A procession of cruel demons
that long...

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There is a voice within my head,
he’s been there all my life,
I’ve learned not to talk much of it,
or folks say, “He ain’t right.”
Some would...

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A girl rotting
A girl alone

She is still for hours
She is still forgotten

A girl downtrodden
A girl down on her luck 

She is drunk on misery
She wakes...

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I always said expectations will be the death of both of us 
I made this bed and now I'm lying in it 
But I was...

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That woman sobbed in the library's IT room.
It was the tenth of October,
though that seemed so irrelevant.

Why did this woman upset me?
She was uncanny, eldritch,
and...

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Get me out of my head, it's getting tight and cramped in here 
A sought solution for remorse and unexplainable fear. 
Thoughts interwoven with sadness...

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Water view without you
At least not in the flesh
But in my mind and heart combined 
Are thoughts of you afresh
With dreams of us together
Sharing things...

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When the rising day’s light first dawns
scribing the sky in streaks of bronze,
I think of you so far away
and wish the best for your good...

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A heart of stone left to drown
Floats as light in dark
Waves deliver to screaming winds
Upon the sandy shore
Babes of dark, line the edge
Changed beyond belief
North...

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Evil scarecrow pumpkin head frightens on his ride.
Slightly insane, he causes even the pumpkins to hide.
I hope to never meet him, having heard his sordid...

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"Monsters in My Head"



the small gods
inside of us
worry too much

they speak in tongues
that never know the 
depth of what is real or not 

for tongues...

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And Pumpkin Head said ye be dead, a coffin be your bed
Should you fail to sense my zest for all your juices red
’tis not the...

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