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Once Upon a Face

I once wore a younger man’s smile
My hair was worn in a different shade.
And dressed in clothes of a different style.
 --There was something else--
But the memories begin to fade.

Come and sit with me awhile
Pass the time along with ease
I have all these memories on file:
Files vast as the seas.

How time has flown before me! 
But I cannot tell what all has changed.
I have stayed, who I have always been
But the man who gazes back at me in my reflection is different
I do not know if he has always been me 
Or if it was my earlier appearance was to disappear 

But do not dismay
For I have always been this way
My habits and faults
Forever until time haults

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016



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Should Have Known

You know about safety 
You know not to drink too much 
You know not to eat so much 
You know not to drink too much 
You know to excerise 
You know not to drink too much 
You know to save for your future 
You know not to drink too much 
You know take your daily vitamin 
You know not to drink too much 
You know don’t smoke 
You know not to drink too much 
You know live a drug free life 
You know not to drink too much
...not to drink too much 
You know meet with your doctor 
...to be open about any concerns you have 
You know you should always wear condoms I should have known that...If I had known that I wouldn’t be sitting here in my shame; In the shadow of my pain, with only myself to blame. It’s not my fault, I thought I knew him. But I didn’t know all the placed he had been.

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Savoring the Past

You don’t have to act like you don’t know me
We used to enjoy each others company
And now you can’t stand the sight of me

Well I’ve got news for you
The feeling is completely mutual
I don’t understand your thought process
I guess there was too much excess
I didn’t fit in to your plans of success

So much for planning
I suppose it wasn’t good timing
The heart wants what it wants
But fate had some say in the matter
I guess it’s for the better

You were a wild card
Dealt by karma
Just for fun
Testing my levels of tolerance and patience

What am I to do when someone like you
Looks my way
A stomach full of butterflies
A heart running away from me
My feelings pinned to my sleeve

We see each other everyday
Guess we broke the thermostat 
The icy looks we’ve shared
I suppose I was a burden
Just too much to bear

So if you see me in the future
Please, don’t stare
Just glance my way
And simply think of the memories we shared
They were sweet and raw
Something worth remembering

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016

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Tongue Tied

Tongue Tied

Knots and twists,
Coils upon coils.
What a mess you make of me!
How do you do this magical force
To make me feel so strange
Yet excited: a nauseous excitement:
Reveling in utter bliss.

I want to bask in your emanating presents.
If you give me anymore butterflies,
They’ll escape with a frenzy of giddiness.
Keep making my heart skip a beat—
Just give me a sign you know.

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016

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The Infinity Loop of Thought

Going over the tapes in my head.
Sorry the number...
Focus on the task at hand
You’re trying to reach... 
You’ve got this
...Is not available...
Ugh! But he didn’t answer! 
... Please try again... 
He told you that he loved you. That’s supposed to mean something—Right? 
...Leave your message after the tone... 
Crap! Think fast! Say something clever! Tell him how you’re feeling. No, that’ll never work... Being honest only gets you a broken heart. Ugh! But he didn’t answer. 
...Please try again...
He told you he loved you. That’s supposed to mean something, isn't it?

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016



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Abstraction of War

I crept cautiously down the stairs, I looked at my watch, it was almost 6:30, dinnertime. My heart began to beat quickly, my chest filled with dread. I tiptoed to my place at the table. I kept my eyes down, looking at my hands, not saying a word. My dad entered the dining room; he sat down hard in his chair, his battle face on. My mother slammed a pot of food on the table, daggers in her eyes directed at dad. In some home meal times are called dinner; in my home it means war.

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Restless

A lamb’s bleat escapes your throat
While you sleep being attacked by a fleet
That dreaded dream is back again
Rearing its ragged head
Stirring up agony and dread
Of all things—of all people—why you and your thoughts! 
Couldn’t the two of you drawn lots?
Why did fate have to choose you to carry the burden?
Thanks for this twisted plot.

Out of the two of you, you thought it should have been him—feeling this pain
With nothing left to gain.
Time just kept on moving on!
No time to acknowledge all of the injustice
He was the one with a heart of ice
Why isn’t he frozen and numb
Making you speechless becoming dumb
But you just stick up your thumb
I’m good
Glue on that smile
Don’t give them a clue as to what he’s done to you

Just close your eyes
Get some sleep
And there,
There the fear begins to steep.
Diffusing it’s black purple ooze of a bruise

A lamb’s bleat escapes your throat
Awaking you
Drenched in sweat
That dreaded dream is back again
Rearing its ragged head
Stirring up agony and dread
Of all things—of all people—why you and your thoughts!

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016

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Spaghettification

Why do I even bother to call you anymore?
You never answer your phone;
I have more of a relationship
With your voicemail
Than I do with you.

It’s difficult to be in 
A relationship with
Someone who struggles
With their own sexuality
Which you yourself are
So comfortable with.

Sometimes I just feel like a void:
A black hole.
I just take up all this space
Desiring something I cannot find. 
Why is my mood without depth.
I’d rather hurt than be numb.
The pain that swells within
Can never escape from under all this pressure.

Have to release it!
Have to let it out!
Draw it out! 
Draw it out; Drip by drip.
Oh, the painful release.
The sting is comforting, almost. 
Warm tears rush into your eyes.

Why does this have to be your vise to fill the void?

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016

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Game of Love -- Make Their Jaw Drop Contest

No one prepares you for the fall
I never knew you grew that tall 
When someone warns you of how much they care 
Your heart begins to swell and tear 
The excitement that someone could be in love with you 
And maybe you could care for them too 
So you lay awake at night  
Trying to put up a fight 
Against the feelings that nap just behind your eyelashes 
Times goes by and it flashes 
There you stand as it passes 
With your heart in a pretty box for the masses 
It happened without you even realizing what it did 
Placed it there and closed the lid, 
Your subconscious boxed it 
And I involuntarily handed it over, 
Before you passed me your heart 
You unwrapped the decorations with care And opened the box without a tear 
A sneer spread across you face 
"Thank you", escaped you lips 
As you devoured it 
Raw and bloody 
I never thought I would be so muddy 
I feel so funny 
All so empty 
It didn’t agree with you stomach 
My flesh was rejected from your tormented soul 
And here I sit beside the pool of [your] sick 
Picking out the remains left 
Is there anything of me that can be saved Or is this all part of the twisted game? 
It sure as hell wasn’t love. 
I don’t know what this would even be called. 
No one prepares you for the fall 
I never knew you grew that tall 
When someone warns you of how much they care 
You heart begins to swell and tear 
It happened without you even realizing it 
You subconscious placed in there. 
My own heart.

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016

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Toxicity

My mind is toxic! Too many ideas form in my mind, Bouncing around my skull,  But few escape. They need to be set free, But they cannot. Like Lake Michigan Being filtered through A coffee sieve, So do my thoughts escape. My hand can’t aid me, Only my lips Can be of some relief, But even then my words, They can fail to fall upon The ears of none For there is truly no one Who truly relates or understands.

Copyright © Laura Fierce | Year Posted 2016


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