Short Messily Poems

I fall slowly into a sea of sentiments

All but losing my mind in messages
Messily marking my thoughts and memories

Any feeling enhanced by expression

Painfully trickling tears into passages
Open eyes finding wonder within words
Every worry resolved by writing
Telling me, ‘perceive the power of prose’...

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A lovely girl’s face,
 blood pouring from her perfect lips.
Fear in her eyes as she holds onto my hand.
Makeup so that was applied with such care
 is streaming messily down her cheeks.
Those eyes agape then rolling back.
She cries out in pain.
She looks up at me as she tightens her grip on my hand.
Without words she tells me how she hurts.
Without words she tells me how afraid she is.
Without words she asked me why....

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