Jess Patterson Poems

Last call.
Talking seemed so easy when
there was a reason to make a sound.
But with my feet stolen from under me
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Learning how to trust
is learned through love alone.
But with a opposite family
trust wasn't learned at home.
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The objective is fun
or possibly to win-
for some its to strengthen
or to scar the most skin.
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To escape reality
is a pleasure at a high expense
coming back or coming down
its the same.
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Past point a to b
of what went on that night.

the ground fell.
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Passing Along
monotone rings
to dive into work
strive for better things.
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The lights peel on
and flicker softly.
Did you ever see a job so fatal?
to love another
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As an infant.
We are born with two fears-falling and drowning.
This is clinically proven.
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Walking along on klee mill drive
with hands held tight under a starry sky
feeling hearts beat in sync.
there's a wind of change coming in
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