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Every day
you find a new way
to break my heart

to make me sway
to kill me a little more
with your words so sore
or your silent silence
that defeats my very core

Every night
is a silent fight
to hold in the tears
with a smile too bright
to reign in the anger
I feel at this stranger
the stranger who is me
yet to me is a danger

Every time we talk
is a torturous walk
down memory lane
those moments still stalk
but i chose this life for me
able to live with it i must be
even though it kills me a little each day
i have no option but to drown in this sea

EMPTY..!!

Empty thoughts empty mind
empty is all that's left behind

Empty heart empty soul
empty is what has made me whole

Empty poems empty prose
empty is all that within me grows

Empty muse empty force
empty i write without remorse..

The blank green table...

I am sitting on a blank green table
in a class full of chattering people
yet not a sound pierces my thought bubble
as i sit here thinking of you..

The teacher is standing in the corner
tortured and insulted hurt and broken
may be he knows what i am suffering
as i sit here thinking of you

There was a time when every other sentence you said was "I LOVE YOU"
and today all you have left is "I have NOTHING to say to you"
where have we come we you don't care anymore..i wonder
as i sit here thinking of you

You say you are busy
can't help the way i am feeling
But then did you ever care..i ponder
as i sit here thinking of you

These thoughts these feelings
are lynching me to death
killing my precious memories
as i sit here thinking of you

Tarnished i stand feeling foolish and betrayed
duped by my own instincts would i ever trust again
no i decide understanding the lesson i have been taught
as i sit here thinking of you

I am sitting on a blank green table
wiping my slate just as clean
letting go of the past and the future
as i no longer sit here thinking of you..