Maya Hanson Poems

my sanity steals away again
through silent homes and quiet streets

this soft collision of sadness and storms
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I'm following your footsteps
I'm addicted to your skin
Your voice stings like a heartbeat
every time you pull me in
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Drowning in empty rooms
pulling at nonexistent
strings hanging from my clothes
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I walk next to you
but it's
not like you think
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You're a twister, I'm a tidal wave
who would have made the mistake
of thinking we were soulmates
We're both at the front of the line
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Every day is a
new hill to climb.

My breath is a hurricane
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It gets a little tiring
fighting back, fighting back
And you say the world owes you
there's nothing that you lack
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When May fades into June
and the days stretch ahead of us
like shadows on a warm summer night
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Three thousand hours
stand between me and this abyss,

mirroring a twist of fate
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All that falls from my mouth
spills from my pen
are lonely, disappointed murmurs
and echoes of broken love
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