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Cold Hearted

Intravenous therapy,
She's watching over me.
Grasping my hand,
She whispers, "please dear, count to ten."

Six... piercing paralysis,
Her hand cold as the air.
She lets go, leaving me there.
Alone, squirming, for just one prayer.

Yelling, and screaming.
Kicking, twisting, and questioning.
Nothing happens, its all in my head.
Frozen, welded to my metal death bed.

Minutes and hours tick away,
Slow, painful psychological decay.
I try to think of hating her,
But those thoughts just blur,
her pretty face.

Then I realize why I'm actually here.

Amidst the psychotic silence,
she walks in, and smiles.
She says, "Darling, this won't take a while."
Okay I say, dismissing the horror of the situation.
Her angelic voice, sedating all sensations.

I see the scalpels, forceps,
retractors, and clamps.
Completely trusting, blinded by the hanging lamp.
It won't hurt, so doctor please just cut.

Bloody plasmic mess, 
Pressure to suppress,
Wide open arteries, surgical misery.
No anesthetics. Painless, no distress.

She carves a circle in my chest.
I don't contest, just attest.
Let her carve into me, at my own request.
Just promise, no cardiac arrest.

She pulls out my heart.
Leaving my entire chest hollow.
No more emotions, 
the hardest pill to swallow.
But it is why I'm here.
No reason to fear.

Doctor, all I ask is you don't hurt it anymore.
You do what you want with it, it's completely yours.
Now I'm heartless, and only function with my brain.
Emotionless logic was the only way to sustain.

My future seems brighter,
All my loves spent, cut from the source.
I feel so much lighter, of course. 
It was the heart.
Thank you doctor, for pulling me apart, 
making me feel so alive.
The love, the emotions, the surgery, 
my new will to survive.

Thats when she said,

"Darling, it's all in your head. You've been dead since we first met."

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Hurricane

Weary from her charm and words.
Her soft voice that soothes and warns,
of the slowly conjuring storm.

Irresistible at first glance,
Electrifying pulses, youthful romance,
Head over heels. I don't stand a chance.

Translating to a passion.
Evolved into an obsession.
Now vulnerable, comes utter self destruction.

Don't tremble my dear, don't look away.
Just hide with me here, for my hearts sake.
Call her the hurricane, the one to blame.
She came, she conquered, and never goes away.

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Losing

Memories passing me.
Ghosts are haunting me.
Itching for a way out,
Thirsting in her drought.
Sutures with no amends,
Pretend, it's just in my head.

Sweet thoughts, calming.
Her words of velvet, embalming.
Here I am, trying to hate.
Whilst hanging with just a taste,
I'm losing touch with reality,
Losing touch with her,
Losing touch with myself
Trying to hate,
but only adoring.

She still lives in my ever-confused mind.

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Cat Got My Tongue

Aesthetics, her natural cosmetics.
Innocent beauty slipped into my rhetorics.
Haunting me quietly, silently hurt,
left at a complete loss for words,
No more thoughts of her for now,
I'd just like to sit this one out.
I'm breathless with nothing to say.
Wish she'd stay, the next minute push her away.
 
Cat like thief, she stole breaths from my lungs.
Cat like thief, she makes me feel so young.
Cat like thief, she's off again with my tongue.

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Hourglass

Was it just an Hourglass, waiting to expire?
Because our memories now only suffocate me,
Only then did I feel true desire.
Now everything has faded to nothing; lonely.

Rainy days, struggling to kill time,
While time is just quietly numbing my mind.
Our times together just flow to the bottom along with the sand,
Can't feel the touch of her porcelain hand.

Time passes, time heals the scars.
I just wait, locked behind my own bars.
Turning the hourglass over and over,
Letting our times spill again and again,
Because shes someone I will never get over.

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Lady Sleep

Laying, aching for sleep.
Waiting, hurting too deep.

Lady sleep gently wraps her arms around me,
Skin soft as the warm summer breeze.
Painting her delicate face to me,
Burning, instilling permanently.
My perfect reality.

Illuminating the intangible.
Touching the untouchable.
Loving the unlovable.
Making real of the fakes.

But she comes and goes everyday,
a thirst that can never be allayed.

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Sailing Alone

Others will tell you to stay,
but the voices beg you to leave this place.
Break the sorrowful tides against the shore,
In this place, you will not find what you've been longing for.

Drown your self pity, and move on.
Set Sail early, quietly you will be gone.
Fading into the depths of the sea.
Slipping away from everyone's memories.

Free of the desolate earth,
This is your oceanic rebirth.
Sail strong, and do not look back.
Only the weak hearted ponder in regrets.

"Do they remember me?"
"Do they miss me?"
Meaningless questions, that keep you anchored ashore.
Keep in mind to leave these questions ignored.

The friends, the loves, the abandoned; their tears fill the sea.
Salty waters that keep you company.
Waters that keep you afloat,
Waters that keep you moving further,
Waters that will one day help you remember.

The reason you left, is the reason you're alive.