20:154
Decorate the tree alone
create a beauty
to admire and hope.
Turn to look beside
you and feel the
nothing of the world.
The time for family
is denied,
stay alive
but be empty,
a dead tree your
only friend.
Poem idea
20:153
A bare tree ready
to be decorated,
to come alive and
shine up your smile.
But I have nothing
to give, only emptiness
and tears to water
you. We stare at
each other, both
hoping the other
will take the first
step to begin to
fill the other, make
it easier to carry on.
Poem idea
20:152
Share their story
until it becomes your own.
Forget your own features
until mirrors bend
and change.
Be the hero of the
story, it’s what
everyone wants.
Trick your world
into importance
and will out
truth and lies.
Poem idea
20:151
There was a lady who
swallowed a fly,
unseen and unaware
in the darkness of a lamp.
Its death, its existence,
no one even noticed.
She chose to burn
and scatter,
forever merging
with the end.
Poem idea
20:150
Ash snowflakes
causing innocent laughter,
tongues poking out
and tasting the dead.
Living now coated
with their regret,
unknown resentment
seeping into
the earth.
Poem idea
20:149
Catch the words
from the air
and put them down.
Force them into paper,
squish them with
ink, seal them
Into place.
Forever stationary,
forever trapped
to serve the
reader.
Poem idea
20:148
I embarrassed you,
I know, with my
stubborn and stupid nature,
insisting I was right
when knowing I
was wrong.
Too late my
mouth won’t stop,
admit defeat,
and your eyes
turn away,
dismissing all
respect and
happiness.
Poem idea
20:147
Long and scraggly
growing from your scalp,
a rope creeping further
down your body,
ready to engulf and
squeeze.
Interfere in all
things, even
with breathing.
Poem idea
20:146
Animal breath thick
with rot, choking.
Needle sharp fur
enclosed, an iron maiden
piercing skin, hidden
from the world.
Will they hear
your screams?
Do you have
any left?
Poem idea
20:145
Back into the cage
and do better,
so when, if,
you are released,
you can say
this time you
made it worth it.
You deserve to
be a part of
this world,
this story.
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