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Letters On My Arm

you won’t listen to me, so i write to you on my arms. 
this one says i needed you and you weren’t there. 
this one says i’m bleeding but you don’t care. 
i wrote you this one out of despair, 
seemed like you always had to be at some other somewhere,
and it hurts, because it’s me you’re dismissin’, 
with no time to listen, just need your attention, 
it’s your touch i’m missin’, look me in my eye,
i know you see my letters, so why don’t i get a reply?
i guess it’s worth it just to try, 
to get you to notice me just one more time, 
write you just one last line, 
but i’m runnin’ out of time ‘cause i’m runnin’ out of ink, 
needin’ more time to think, 
but i don’t have it, so i sign my last letter and address it to you,
i hope this one gets through

Copyright © Erin Evans | Year Posted 2014



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Why I'M Confused

my pastor bought a plane with the church money
michelle flyin' first class to china like it’s her money
don't even go to church anymore, y’all are wastin’ my money, 
makin’ me live poor so you can buy that alligator clutch you adore
you claimin’ it’s a knock off, please, tell me more
i swear this type of **** makes me wanna blow my brains out all over the floor
get the **** out of office, and lock the mother****in’ door
take your lyin’ ass back to “honolulu”, we don’t want you anymore
1.3 million on booze, and it’s our tax dollars you use
and then you wonder why we all stand here lookin’ confused
your privileges were abused, our dollars misused
we asked for explanations, every time you refused
but everything is excused, ****in’ peoples’ lives up and you just sit back, amused
this is why i’m confused

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Fake Realities

tell ‘em no appetite, couldn’t even eat a bite
body’s weak and I’m wobblin’, can’t stand upright
my mind’s goin’ in and out, what I’m feelin’ ain’t right
but everything is alright because my stomach lookin’ tight
im consumin’ zero calories, pursuin’ fake realities,
killin’ myself to be perfect, thinkin’ it’s all worth it
nothin’ in my stomach and way too much on my mind
getting rid of all the calories, man i feel so inclined,
and it’s crazy cause they’re blind, everything’s fine,
except my waistline is declining because I am never dining
inside i’m dying, have to keep trying, continue with all the lying
your grip, it’s so binding, don’t feel like resigning
with the stomach pain, I feel the gain from my strain, 
it’s so much on my brain I just couldn’t abstain 
from releasing some pain about fearing weight gain
****’s been driving me insane, needing IVs in my vein
i can’t take this pain, pop a pill on the low just to silence my brain
vision blurred while I’m drivin’, can’t remain in my lane
swervin’ down the road, my mind goin’ insane 
heart rate increasin’ with my speed as I drive faster, 
i can’t do it anymore, it’s ‘bout to be a disaster…

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In Loving Memory of Clifford Morgan Evans

It’s a lovely casket, my grandmother said
With tears in my eyes, I nodded my head
I did not want her to see me cry,
But seeing him there, I knew there was no use to try
To hold back the tears, so they started to flow
As I started the process of letting you go
I cried two tears that fell onto your sleeve
At the bittersweet thought of letting you leave
I took hold of your hand in mine once again
And I remembered how warm it once had been
With this thought, the tears began to pour
Until I saw something I had not noticed before
My eyes had been cloudy for such a long while
That I hadn’t noticed, your mouth was turned up in a smile
And as I looked at your face, my tears no longer streaming,
I suddenly understood why you were beaming
Your body is here, but your spirit has gone
Ascended to the heavens, your journey goes on
I picture you entering through the golden gate
Anxious to see the wonderful things that await
Cliff Jr. appears, your long departed son
You feel no more pain, your battle is won
In the place you are now, suffering does not exist
I feel such comfort as I realize this
It’s nine o’clock now, and it’s time to go
I love you so much, and I know that you know
I know that one day I will see you again
My heart at peace, I wait until then

In loving memory of Clifford Morgan Evans

Copyright © Erin Evans | Year Posted 2014

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The Present of Presence

puttin' that ring on my finger was clever, i’ll admit it, 
'cause every time i look down, i can't forget it, 
and lately i've been lookin down a lot,
all the times on the phone that we fought, 
feelin' like you forgot, those two years, 
now they're just brain smears, blank tears, 
can't seem to get my words through your ears, 
and today it’s 24 years that you've been livin', 
i just want you to know, that everything is forgiven, 
i just miss you, you're the only person i ever had to get to, 
that point with, where no matter what happens, 
for each other, we’ll always care, always be there, 
and every time i look up in the sky and see a star, and stare, 
know it's still you i think about while i'm standin' there, 
you're like my air, i breathe you, i need you, 
because what we share is like nothin' i ever knew, 
and don't think for one second i don't care about you
you're the only star i see when i look up in the air, you.

Copyright © Erin Evans | Year Posted 2014



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Freddy Vs Jason

you just ripped my heart out of my ****in’ chest, 
i swear that i tried to do my best, 
but it was never good enough, 
lately i’ve been lookin’ rough, 
i can’t stay asleep because you awaken me,
it’s like you’re shakin’ me, takin’ me, over completely, 
here, come with me sweetie, my own personal Freddy, 
you haunt me, and taunt me, tell me you don’t want me, 
you kill me, you steal me, away every single night, 
drawin’ my mind backwards, forced to relive every single sight, 
you creep back into the night, i see a white light, 
and start chasin’ it, like Jason did, erase a kid, 
now he’s got the mask on, he’s dangerous, 
pickin’ up the chainsaws, tellin’ me it’ll be painless, 
and Freddy’s comin’ at me with the blade claws, 
close my eyes and turn my brain off, and then i fade off…

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Extrication

i’m talkin’ to you through a screen, it hurts that i can’t touch you, 
too much space in between, i wish i had a time machine, 
not to pick **** up where we left off, just to wipe our slate clean, 
if only i could have foreseen this painful separation, this much pent up frustration, 
but all I want is just to touch you, alleviation for internalized aggravation, 
i’m in need of resuscitation, you’re such a strain on my brain, it’s like death by asphixiation, 
need you to come to my location, wrap me in your arms, just some kind of consolation, 
because my devastation comes from this desolation, and how we supposed to build if we don’t have a foundation? 
this situation’s become such a complication, that i’ve been contemplatin’ on my final extrication

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Take Me Back

sorry, i fell asleep, promises he didnt keep, 
i am left here to weep, 
sow without reap, strain without gain, 
nights without sleep, pills for the pain,
pain for the numbness, my skin, i cut this,
trying to feel what was real’s why i done this, 
sometimes i wanna say **** it, 
but then i reminisce on a kiss, 
and get sucked back into this, 
and its still you that i miss, 
even with the brokenness, 
wish we would have spoke on this, 
callin' me back four hours later at 2 AM, 
i swear nothin gets through to him, 
and all i want is his attention,
to see him for more than a minute, 
and not to mention, all the times that he blew me off, 
a lame excuse at me he’d toss, 
and though i’d always catch it, dont expect it, 
cause im startin to lose my mind over this. 
take me back to when it was really me that you missed

Copyright © Erin Evans | Year Posted 2014


Book: Shattered Sighs