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Rage Personified

The rage I feel now is boiling inside, pressure in my head

I have never liked this feeling when I’ve felt it before, too close to being dead

I am tormented between jealousy and guilt, not sure how to deal

If I could figure it all out and make it all right, to tell only which is real

My head is throbbing hard, my eyes real sore, something’s gotta break

I lie in my bed and think it all through, not sure how much more I can take

No one on the phone, no knock at the door, no answer to my call

If it does not change soon, honest to God, I fear I am going to fall

With one final thought, I head for the door, a crime I am to commit

Rage filling me now, unable to stop, damned, this I will admit

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Last Sunday

Rainy Sunday morning lying in bed
Stroking your hair, watching you sleep
My heart beating every beat for you
The way it used to


The train rumbles by waking you
Your sleepy eyes look up at me
I wrap my arms around you
The way I used to


Sitting having tea, enjoying the company
Talking about life and the rain
I can’t take my eyes off you
The way I used to


You lean against me, cuddling up tight
I hold you closely against me
Kindly, gently, comforting you
The way I used to


You lead me by the hand to your bedroom
We undress, kissing passionately, desperately
We hold on tightly and make love
The way we used to

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Reflection

The moonlight reflecting the red in
your hair

Your jacket pulled tight, a slight chill
in the air

Few words are spoken, a wide
distance apart

Looking to the stars, the ground,
somewhere to start

Our hands touch softly, gently, our
fingers entwined

I whisper, my life, my love, my
one true friend

Please tell me not that this is
our end

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I Thought I Knew Better

Three years ago, we started from nothing

Nothing at all, just us and the will to go on

We worked and we worked, we fought for each other

Stood up alone and together, looking out for one another

But early last year we got off track

We got lazy and bored, it was resistance we lacked

As time wandered on our lives became sour

We need each other but only for a few hours

Then life turned upside down and everything was broken

What was real became haunted, we felt close to choking

So here we are now in the same situation

Problem is now that we don’t have us, different sensation

Now what do we do, which way do we turn, where do we go

I miss what we had; I regret every move now even more so

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Almost Ready

I feel the tears come as I half close my eyes


A familiar old song plays in the background as my personal 
torment grinds down the old bones of wounds not yet healed


I carry the burden of my actions with 
few or little outlets


My brain is turned to broil, hotter than 
hell and ready to burn


Rest is all I truly crave, I beg anyone of you, 
when will it be my turn


Dark forces are at work tonight, the 
embers burn down low


Time is my enemy, a constant confrontation, it 
moves so bloody slow


As I watch the moon rise over the mountains tonight, 
my angry festering thoughts move to you


My confidant, my only true friend, my partner in crime


I am hurting deeply and I can’t get what I need, 
to stick to you like glue


My outside shell is strong as ever, determined to stand 
strong, resistant to attack, ready to conceal


My inner portion, soft and vulnerable is torn apart, 
bleeding and wounded now, ready to reveal

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Early Morning

On leaves of burnt gold

For a moment dew sparkles

To the ground they fall

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Mustard Seed

I carry this burden, this weight round my neck

I’ve carried it so long, it’s left scars, sure, you can check

I am searching to find some new way to lighten my load

Without feeling the guilt of doing as you’re told

I wrestle inside me for what might be right

It seems sometimes I am not willing to fight

A signal, a something, I want to receive

And perhaps then I’d be willing to believe

If I just relax, sit back and think it all through

I have the answer I am sure, let me tell you

No need to go looking any further than here; I haven’t yet tried

All that I need, everything is waiting, it is all right inside

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Disclosure

We had talked at length for hours, we had held hands


Sharing the innocent intimate touch that matters so very much


We had gone for a walk in the moonlight along the creekside park


Watching as the lights twinkled on the boats in the bay; it was pleasant together 
in the late spring


We ended back at her place in a roundabout way, it wasn’t predicted, it just 
happened like that


She asked me in for a coffee or two, the night was still young, what else could I do


She put the coffee on and sat down beside me, putting her hand on my leg


There is something I should tell you before we started just so you know from 
where I have parted




Her eyes got real sad as she started to speak; I knew it was straight from the 
heart


I took a deep breath and listened intently as she told of how her heart was once 
broken


My late husband was a wonderful man, he was kind and gentle with a warm 
loving touch


I miss him daily as he was my love


But you now come along as wonderful and kind in so many ways


If you are to love me and we make a new start 


All that I ask is you be gentle with my heart

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A Hope For Tomorrow

It is in this unfortunate time
Where man has no feeling and 
Death has no meaning that
We find ourselves lost and alone

We run headlong into darkness
Hiding from ourselves and what
We perceive, old lies and old lives
For our many sins we must atone

Around in circles we go, in our
Minds and in our lives, all in a day, all in a year
Never really going anywhere
The purpose not at all clear

As we look towards the light, waiting for some answer
Wondering if faith or chance will triumph
All the while in the back of our minds
Who will deliver us from fear

One day in the future, it will come without warning
Out of the clear blue sky, the answer we seek
Will resonate on the wind, giving hope and purpose
To a people in need

From a time where madness used to reign 
A new day is borne, out of necessity
And with that day will come peace and understanding
So that we no longer have to bleed

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Sunday Night

The sweat pours

Down my back

Exhausted

Swollen, sore

Unrelenting

Thundering

You say

Can't take anymore

Too little time

Too much space

Our time is up

Monday, your

On the way back

Home

The torture

Rocks my core