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Sara Keck Poem
Draw me from black depths,
Guide me toward shallow pools,
Familiar blue-greens.
Love stripped to the bones,
Purity in finest form,
Bright light hold me close.
I want to need you,
Know that I'm hopeless, drowning,
Don't leave me here alone.
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I stare into his eyes;
Two pools of sweet, liquid brown,
Deep and intense.
There is a fire therethat no one sees.
No one, that is,
Except for me.
I see it because I have it too,
That fire.
A longing for a time dead and gone,
For only silvery wisps now remain
to grace the stories told to small children
as they sit beside the fire on a black, stormy night.
Sometimes this longing threatens to
overwhelm it's keeper;
Hold fast, love.
But beyond those eyes,
through that fire,
is the place where your
wildest dreams hide,
waiting for you to claim them.
Angels and Demons,
Spirits and magick;
Here they are alive.
The path through the fire is made of song.
We sing together, him and I,
These melodies that come from within,
from a chamber of the heart buried so deep
that people have lost the ability to visit
it's depths anymore.
The lips that sing these forgotten verses...
Red as blood,
Soft as the kisses they hold.
Our hands clasp gently as we step
through our fire;
Then out into the starry night beyond.
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Sara Keck Poem
Who needs you anyways?
Disposable
Just skin and bones and flesh...
No heart
No soul
No mind full of opinions, wants, needs.
Not deserving of the love you crave so,
That fire burning through your soul.
You think you're the strong one, do you?
Weak
Pathetic
Under everyone else's control, and you can't do a thing about it;
How very sad for you, darling.
Useless is what you are, why don't they just tell you already?
Always in the way.
You're just not good enough for anyone, anything, are you?
Sleep tight, whore.
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Glistening,
the color of a rose,
wet and alive.
It courses through me.
Aching bodies;
Nails rake across alabaster flesh,
opening doors to a higher state.
Feeling you become me.
Fire turns to ice...
In the space of a single heartbeat.
~Sate my hunger, child, do what others cannot~
With your flavor like eternity;
Your scent of a life stolen.
Foolish it seems,
taking from you what I desire
for I know I can never reclaim it.
No matter.
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It chews me up, spits me out.
Why can't i have you?
So close, just out of my grasp;
In my world, we will always be together.
It hits me again.
Why can't i be with you?
Beauty divine
Just an illusion
It cruelly mocks me.
In my realm of love and magick, we will never be separated.
Reality can't be so sweet, laughing in my face;
Why can't i be yours, and you mine?
Longing deeper than the sea.
A hole unfilled, waiting.
Dare i risk my world, take a chance?
Could i alter the very threads of this reality...
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It is so dark here, in my mind.
Lost and alone, the bitter tears come forth,
evidence of my brokes spirit.
Hold me sweet one, don't let me go;
I don't have long,
The remedy for my pain seeps through my body,
soothing my soul.
The darkness will be over soon.
I am calm in your arms, the only safe place I have ever known;
A place to hide from myself.
Don't let me go, I need you...
I can't do this on my own.
I don't have the strength to fight this any longer,
life is swallowing me into it's murky depths from which
I cannot escape.
My heart begins to slow.
The part of me willing it to perservere is slipping away with the
unsteady beat.
My blood does not course so hard,
It turns cold and thick in my veins.
Kiss me, love, and rock me gently
as I fall into a sleep so deep I shall never wake.
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Feeling like a knife,
cutting straight through my heart;
her presence so near to me, my soul bleeds.
All I want is to say hello,
to hug her and know that she doesn't hate me,
but I know she does.
It's pointless, they all do.
We make eye contact for a fleeting moment before we turn away.
Bile rises in my throat, but I swallow it back down.
The acid burns.
I couldn't care less, she isn't here,
She doesn't care anymore.
Roses and Diamonds are deadly.
Blood and clear, hard tears;
That's all they are to me now,
with their beauty masking their pain.
They lie to me,
When all I ask is for the truth.
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Let the blood run
Let the poison spread
Mix them and smile;
You were already killing me in a different way.
Speak of Hell all you want to...
Bring it here to me, for me, it's nothing,
for I am already in a far worse place.
Broken and bleeding, trapped in the cold labyrinth of my mind;
and alone, so alone.
Sharp nails scrape a jagged path across my wrist,
digging deeper,
searching for the core.
What is there, to keep me anchored here?
Please let there be something, anything...
Seek and you will find.
But I am the exception, and the darkness comes to devour me.
You don't dare to ask what it's like in there?
Well, good, because I cannot tell you.
To share this with you would be to draw you down with me,
to the center and out again would be impossible;
for once They taste yoou, They will not stop till you are no more...
I go where you cannot follow.
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Teacher, guardian, friend,
Epitome of perfection.
Relative of secrets,
Lover of doing it the hard way;
no matter what the cost.
Feels trapped, desparate, determined to break free,
Needs routine, order, and a good place to think.
Fears failure, judgement, and people with higher authority.
Would like to get it right more often, to get away from the world, and to finally,
finally....
Be free of herself.
Resident of my concience.
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