Jessy Liz Poems

Writhing in the night
Awakened by the demons
Crawling inside of me
The ones you impregnated in my mind
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Writhing in the night
Awakened by the sweat and heat
My fingers slip beneath the sheets
I bite my bottom lip to fight
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Standing in the rain, alone
Just taking it all in
The cold that's sinking to my bones
Sometimes you have to live
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Violent fists slam into grace
Bloody mistake written on a pretty face
Thrown back.. Fall hard
Left alone with battle scars
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She walks down the hall like she’s walking down a runway
And she smiles- oh, the dreams, oh, the dreams…
She trips on her conscious like it’s tied to her heels
And she sighs because it’s not what it seems.
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And she's thinking about what I've said
She's hearing my voice in her head
She's wondering what she could have done
Where will it stop- where had it begun?
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In some sick, sadistic way I am proud of what I’ve done-
Left her body lying there while still holding up the gun.
Masochistic laughter seeps out from inside me
And this somber scene’s made petty- the way death ought not to be.
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These jeans are tight on my hips
I know they’re tight for a reason.
So I try to lose some weight?
Get as thin as I can get..
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She’s dancing with her eyes closed in an empty moonlit room,
Over in a corner where the light is shining through.
And isn’t she so beautiful with that light beaming in her eyes?
So innocent and sweet.. She’ll be gone before the sunrise.
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