Dark Poetry Prose Poetry January 22, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

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1-22-03 wednesday 8:44pm brick NJ

take one more look inside yourself before you let your eyes describe you. one more handful of thought couldn't get you that much more than you've already bought, but maybe put some away for later. maybe put some equity in yourself for a change.

i feel the writing tugging on my insides as the night lets out a heavy sigh. but the words aren't always easy. the things i sometimes feel aren't what i want to put down and find another day.

if i'm going to be alone then i'd rather do it by myself. being alone with someone else is too depressing. if i must be alone then i prefer to do it by myself. i don't need you in my heart making the act of being alone that much harder.

if i have no friends. if no one wants to be here then i'd rather not pretend. if i have no friends then i prefer to be alone by myself. hearing you there on the other end only emphasizes my loneliness. hearing you there on the other end just makes it that much harder to accept my aloneness.

it isn't love that brought us here. it isn't love that's kept us. listen to the silence when i can't speak and you'll hear my heart counting the moments we have lost. listen when you're feeling lonely and you'll hear the dirt hitting the coffin where my trust is being buried.


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