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Best Poems Written by Juno James

Below are the all-time best Juno James poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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The Noose

If you knew that the only thing
giving me purpose is my poetry
The only thing keeping me going
Is writing about you consistently...
You'd probably laugh because
you were more than happy
and more than justified
to leave me behind
You simply did
what you had to do
You followed your truth
You washed away the glue
that stuck me to you...
While I'm still hoping I stay stuck
Because one part of me
believes I deserve it and
the other part is just too
stubborn to untie the noose

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Foolish

I often find myself
wishing you were here
Hoping you pop up before me with
a fairly odd parent's fairy poof
Smoke dispersing
Your smile emerging
from it's sparkling mist
How foolish of me to believe
in the fiction that is your return
So for now...I'll slip into the silence
Let my yearning heart burn

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What If

I've been thinking...
about the past alot...
I shouldn't but I do this often
I live in the past instead
of the present because
I was happier up until...
the doubt creeped in
And my emotional 
monsoon unleashed 
I guess I'm fragile in alot of ways
And hate change but.. 
No matter how much I wanted to...
You knew I was in too much pain to stay
So you let me go...
I'm thankful...
But what do I do with this freedom...
I'm idle...and Idle hands are clumsy...
Idle hands shake...
They're prone to dropping things...
What if I move on and shatter
another love by mistake...
What if I'm the reason
another heart breaks

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Eventually

Hyper vigilant
Hyper aware of this body
These hands...
This heartbeat
It is all normal
Yet I feel some kind of
lingering lurking anxiety
An energy...An entity
Following me...
That thing is me...
I can't seem to set myself
free from the shaking
The chains of OCD
The sound of jingling
thoughts in this head
Like piggybank pennies
A sudden clanging in my chest
I'm scared...
and I don't know why
Scared of sleep...
Terrified of random
but normal things
Like this heart and it's job...
Scared of the strings that tie me
to this secondhand shivering
This inherited lip quivering
I'm slowly slipping into the sea
Almost drenched in worry
Saying goodbye to my sanity
Thinking "I'll drown eventually"

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It Was Real For Me

One minute I was convinced
we were definitely in love
In haste we fell...
Yet you dropped me just as fast
You didn't even think before
breaking my heart
It was over in an instant
Trauma was your parting gift
And with how quick you dipped
I'm convinced...
you didn't cry for me
I'm convinced...
you didn't feel a thing
This unforseen plot twist
derailed my dreams
And it oh how I began to bleed...
My heart screamed in agony
because it was real for me

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Weeping Wound

Life ain't no bed of roses
We're not destined to 
drown in a pit of despair
Aguish is unknown until flesh
grazes a blade of barbed brair

A prickle that pricks
A nettle that nicks and
stings my gaping gore
A scab I scratch and pick
My heart...a naked sore

The pain of a plant's pike
Poison seeping through my pores
Miss Ivy takes her effect
Toxins causing lock jaw

Severed sinew plastered with rags
A slash sutured with cotton and thorns
Suffering through my misery
The tears begin to fall

Hard crust clogging my chest
Covering a fresh wound
that once formed
Blood caked over a cut
Creating a congealed blood cork

Fighting my inner demons
The tiger bears it's claws
Messing with the bulls emotions
I am the matador

Dismembered dreams it seems
that every memory is now torn
Present and future vines intertwine
The past pondered and warped

Mouths spew false truths
Profanity strewn on the floor
Ears sewn shut while lips sip
on a glass of gossips gall

The wizard chants
and casts a spell
A corpse is reborn
Here I sit on the edge of a cliff
While thoughts pace and
linger outside death's door

My brain is linched,
hung by a hurricane of thoughts
Head decapitated by a 
sickle my mind is now
brutally butchered brawn

A bayonet thrusts into my side
An assassin attacks me with saws
Penetrating my beating benevolence
I'm punctured by grape-stained swords

I am nothing but a ragged ragdoll
A cast-away with an aching core
A strolling soldier
A wandering warrior
An outcast that was scorned

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I Miss

I miss the sound of your voice
I miss having my phone on charge
to keep speaking to you for hours
I miss the video calls we'd have
that would last from the late evening
until lunch time the very next day
I miss our lockdown conversations
I miss teasing you...
I miss telling you to how pretty you are when your hair is in it's natural state
I miss telling you to wear
your natural hair more often
and to embrace your curls more
I miss being the one you call when
you have a fight with your dad
I miss calming you down whenever 
you have a horrible panic attack 
I miss being protective over you
I miss worrying about you
I miss staring at you on purpose
so you can ask me why I'm staring
and so I can have a reason to
tell you how beautiful you are
I miss our inside jokes
I miss our bond
I miss us
I miss you
Please call me by mistake
Get my hopes up...
Tell me you still love me
Tell me you miss me too...