Patrick Villareal Poems

Cutting my prize down into that powdery form, I prepare
Handling this process with extreme caution and intensive care
I can only dream of what will happen as I continue my work
Thinking about that strange sensation within me that will soon lurk
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</> Living my lie within myself, I have all that I need
Residing with you; my loved ones, in here I am free
Freed from all the suffering, freed from all the loss and the pain
Spending all my time wit you, in this world I am kept sane
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No one wanted to go to war
We Don't Know what were fighting for
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Upon entering the hallow space, I cannot help but feel battered and defected
Staring into the nothingness, wondering why my emotions remain scattered and uncollected
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Sprinting steadily towards the finish line I press on
Putting my will to the test, I’ve been moving since dawn
Running and striving along the dirt path, my legs ache
Begging for rest and recovery, it is certain death for all that’s at stake
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Nature is quite beautiful here
Here, I need not fear
For I have all of you
I possess natures blue here
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The flow of water runs down the stream
The night sky gleaming upon the currents of my dream
The sounds of nature fill the clean air
By the stream I am free of all despair
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Darkness empowers my lonely remains
My arms are tied by the devils chains
I rise along side the blackened moon
As one whole; perfectly in tune
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When feeling small with a battered resolve
My eyes explore the idols in which they revolve
My hands feel old gifts that have turned into tragedy
I sit in an empty kingdom of my pretend majesty
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Oh sweet darkness I call upon thee!
With open arms! Oh, will you take me?
Take me as I stand alone?
Swallow the pain I have known?
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