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Myrna Acevedo Poem
My body cries
crimson tears.
I wasn't strong enough
to fight my fears.
As the wounds
continue to bleed
the pain in my heart
begins to feed.
Now as the pain
begins to end
with my remaining strength
I crawl into bed.
As my heart slows
I feel at peace.
My breathing stops
forgive me, please.
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2010
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
Under your spell
with every look you give me.
Crave my heart
and it's bleeding in your hand.
Should I feel like I do?
I can't say no to you.
I shouldn't have let you
conquer me completely.
I don't want to feel
anymore for you.
If only I knew how
to pull myself apart.
I can feel you in my dreams
even though I don't sleep.
you torture me so sweetly.
I can't breathe but I feel.
I begin to drown in my pain.
Should it hurt to love you?
I dream in darkness
For you I sleep to die.
I'm not afraid to dream, sleep forever.
I shouldn't have let myself
love you so deeply.
I can't say no to you.
You'll never know the way
You have haunted me.
Now I can't let go of this dream.
If you ask this of me
I will go with you.
I can't say no to you.
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2008
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
Can you love someone
you have never seen.
Only to lose them but now wonder
what could have been.
Can you say you love someone
who you havn't talk to in years.
And now that you might have a chance
Hesitate because of your fears.
Can you say you love someone
when you tore out their heart
and in front of their eyes
made a brand new start.
And I do love him
or so I say
because i think about him
each and everyday.
Yet as i sit here thinking
while looking at the heavens above
I can't help but ask
Am I really in love?
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2006
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
His kiss was death
not life, the chains
and dungeons of a nightmare.
Against the free dream-
smell of salt air.
So here I am
stuck in the mud
created by tears of crimson
emptied painfully and
an overactive mind.
But death to the mind.
The air slipping away,
suffocating.
The darkness all around.
Disgustingly brilliant.
Yet I walk away
leaving my body
in the dirt.
Buried alive.
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2008
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
One form by day
Another by night
That is the way
Of a full moon's light
The mind slipping
Bringer of death
The flesh ripping
And bad breath
Felling shivers
from the pain.
Fear of silver
And wolf bane.
Howl in the night
Maybe two
A love for the chase
Are you a Fool?
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
Inside my mind
there's a dark room
where I retreat
and take my gloom.
No one can reach
me in my room.
It's where my fears
begin to bloom.
It's where I scream
laugh and begin to cry.
It's where my dreams
wake up and fly.
I've found the key
that fits the door,
but it's too late
I'm on the floor.
I'm not crazy
just insane
but you say
it's all the same.
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2010
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
Born of blood
king of night
eyes that glow
with unreal light
Garbs of black
Hues of red
Eyes like coal
That make you dread
Predator eat pray
Cycle of life
Are you afraid
To come out of the light?
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
No words can describe
just the way I feel.
It has gotten to the point
where I wish this wasn't real.
you have invaded my head
like a virus invades a body.
Uninvited into my dreams
help me, please, anybody?
But not even the pitter patter
against my window pane.
Can Bring peace to me
and deliver me from my pain.
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2008
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
Pay Attention
and you shall see
the light that shines
inside of me.
Look closer
in my eyes
where all emotion
in me lies.
But you were elsewhere
and you were blind.
You never saw
the pain in me climb.
Look at me now
after all the pain.
After all the clues
I gave you, in vain.
And now, see me
as I say goodbye.
It's too late now as I lay here and slowly die.
Myrna Lizzeth Acevedo
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2006
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Myrna Acevedo Poem
Does it satisfy you seeing
the warm trickle of my tears
flow down my face.
Have I not been obedient,
I don't understand,
why do you treat me so.
Honor thy mother and father,
is that not what I have done.
But still you grab me,
you drag me
and you stab me.
With every angry word.
You killed me
but I'm still alive
'cuz I live on in you.
Copyright © Myrna Acevedo | Year Posted 2008
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