blake graves Poems

Enthusiasm, where have you gone?
We were one so close you and I.
We went hand in hand.
But now I can not seem to find you.
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I wish i could express myself
like those people on the radio.
Like those people in the galleries.
I wish i could express myself.
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As we make conversation.
We plant seeds into each others mind.
Over time they bloom into plants of all shapes, sizes, shades, and colors.
Plants of such beauty that this world has never seen.
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I go in and out of my mind.
I feel then i don't.
I think then i'm blank.
I try and tell myself i am okay.
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You would think by now i'd learn.
After so many times the lesson should be branded
into my mind but still i act ignorant.
In the end it will be the same.
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I am alive but not living.
I am dead but still breathing.
I am empty on the inside.
Why can't I rest?
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Confusion and delusion,
these are my symptoms.
I do not understand.
I can not comprehend.
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You want me to be your puppet.
But i rebel.
You lash out.
I hold strong.
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You all terrify me.
You all stare and laugh.
So I hide.
I crawl into myself
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