Chelsea Crisman Poems

I run as fast as I can,
Trying to escape such memories.
Happy and sad alike,
I don't want them part of me.
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She runs from pain like she hides from the truth.
Honesty, integrity; things that aren't her roots.
She dreams of wings and flying away
Hopes that somehow there will be a better day.
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A day starts out softly,
Like a dream that has to begin.
It's cool and beautiful,
Like a wish that's never been.
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His eyes burn and throb.
If only to close them,
It would all go away.
The thoughts won't allow him.
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Please don't
Hate me
Love me
Need me
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You smile and laugh as I fight on.
I've a scarred heart and bloodied knuckles
But you still want me to fly
You're the angel, trying to catch the free bird
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I stand outside and breathe in.
They are such calm, cool, soothing breaths.
My lungs fill with the damp kissed air.
My hair is teased by the quiet breeze.
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To be with you is to be with him.
I cannot escape his influence.
He taunts me with his knowledge
And tortures me with your heart.
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It's unimaginable,
This agony I feel.
It's festering inside,
Like a wound that cannot heal.
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Sweet clover beneath my feet
As sweet as dream inside of a dream.
My toes curl in contented comfort.
The sigh that escapes my lips was impossible to hold.
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