Deana Rode Poems

The distance is so far
yet entirely within my reach
My loneliness consumes me
even though this is a repeated scene
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Stab me with your rusty knives
I don't care
I've given up my quest for acceptance
Left my dream of peace
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Could you explain the tear in my heart
or the pain in my mind
from my confusing world
that’s flipped upside-down
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Sit in a chair
alone
People I thought were
friends
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To look at her in a glance,
She looks almost like a child;
Her short sunset hair, her tiny hands,
Her small and delicate body.
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Listen to the trees sing songs of love
Maybe then you’ll know what must be done
Can you feel the Virginia mist
Go through and take the pain of long ago
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I keep fighting a battle I'm not accustomed to;
one between my past and my present,
between my regrets and my resolutions...
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In you I thought I found the cure
to this disease I seemed to have with pretty boys
who only left me bleeding on the floor
and a broken memory of what had been..
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I shouldn't care that I'm a failure in the eyes of pretty much my entire family.

I shouldn't care that I am not good enough.
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I need to break free of this Chaos
that keeps trying to drown me alive
with sharpened raindrops, slicing my skin
leaving me bleeding into a moonless night
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