Wandering Scarlet Poems

she is so afraid,
afraid of pain,
afraid of joy,
she hides behind her walls,
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I am happy when I am sad,
I am sorry when I’m glad
I am satisfied when I’m mad
Like a diamond I am unbreakable
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I feel angry
I feel sad
I feel sorry
I feel mad
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When i am not distracted by life,
the distractions we know as joy, happiness,
distractions from reality,
distractions, from pain, and emptiness.
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Death’s hand rips the numbers we so viciously cling
We stare at the dirt wishing we could sing

All shall some day sing of the sky
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the lethal autumn breeze
blows like a terrorist
upon the shriveled leaves
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the days when liking someone was so simple and meaningless
like someone for no reason, or purpose
you like the way the looked
you liked the way the acted
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i hate you
i love my lover
but you both cause me pain
you are always in my face
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day in
day out
the sun rises, as the moon falls
just as a new life is brought in
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as your breath grows hollow and thin
the hand ticks the circuit of death
awaiting the moment you leave in sin
a life not yet forgiven
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