Short Gnaw At Poems

Suffering can end or come to a new beginning
Unheeded  wishes can gnaw at me
Ignored to a painful point
Creating space between those around me and myself
Isolation becomes comforting and frightening in the same moments
Dreams are always nightmares where I am to blame
And I deserve none of this, but must take full responsibility
Losing all hope for happiness in the future...

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Monsters may not want blood,
and they may not have claws,
nor the mandible, drooping—
the smiling jaws;
without scales or hair,
even growling, I dare
say that monsters may lurk
deep inside you.

Still, without teeth
they may gnaw at your soul;
without mouths, they may take you
and swallow you whole,
or leave you in tact
save a broadening hole
that pulls you inside
and reminds you....

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You are always on my mind
Like a virus eating away my soul
The more I try to get you  
Out and be free the more
You gnaw at my resistance 
Tormenting me day and night
I try gently to ease you out
I try violently to oust you 
From my veins
But every effort bounces back
Why are you so cruel to me?
You swore you love me no more 
You claim we had nothing going on
Please free me and let me go
Refrain from killing me slowly...

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They flock in groups of three
and feast on shattered molecules.
They nag at your shoestrings,
waiting
for the moment you become vulnerable.
They will gnaw at your pulsating membranes,
leave a mangled carcass,
and consider their next victim.
They thrive between the living and the dead,
unsure of which path to pursue,
and as their claws rot and
their follicles disintegrate,
they will regret every moment
of their cancerous lives....

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Tomorrow is coming, it always does,
yesterdays gone left in the dust. 

A hungry child dies everyday,
someones mother has cried today. 

Children growing up in poverty,
the tears have washed away his dreams. 

Her belly hurts the food is gone,
Its been many days since she had some. 

The rats they gnaw at her mother's pain,
they've eaten up every grain. 

Food is the sustenance of life,
his hunger cuts the bread like a knife. 

Vickie Hurtt-Thayer...

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Traces of pain haunt your reveries, 
veils of sadness your beautiful face;
you're where demons of wretchedness 
render you helpless, where fear is 
relentless and respite seems light years away;
where love is improbable, dreams become 
nightmares that gnaw at your soul like a 
nagging regret. Glimmers of promise 
will lighten your sad heart and visions of 
gladness will one day come true; 
believe in your goodness, this badness will fade
and you'll sing once again to love's sweet serenade....

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