Joshua Mccoy Poems

For the tears shed,
For the cuts that bled,
I come out of it with headached head
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Have you ever seen a man murdered in cold blood right before your very eyes?
Has blood ever been splattered upon your face
From a puncture wound to a guy
In front of you?
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Lost in the seasons of paradise with who my heart cries out for…

Lost in the fog of autumn
I want to feel your heartbeat as I hold you close to my chest either cuddling or wrapped in our bed sheets.
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On this crisp night of chilled air I feel your warm embrace.
I admire your freckled beauty at a distance and wish I could bedazzle the world with an orange tint as well as you do. If I could shine with hope,
Back lighted by my soul mate,
Then maybe the clouds of unemployment would disappear. Maybe true love will eclipse the problems hat prevent me from absolute maturity and maximum potential.
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I would die a lifetime of loneliness without her. She truly is my easing sun that inspires me to wake up each morning. I would give up anything just to return even a fraction of the vast amount of happiness she has brought me. I cry for her presence when my heart is about to break and I always want her at my side at all times.
Not just in the public’s eye but alone as well.

I want to write her five letters a day if I was of my own free will but events from this complicated world strip me of writing the sweet words from my longing heart yearning to touch hers. If the rays of intense love my heart shines upon her at the sound of her soothing voice were not returned or reflected, my lungs would receive the irreversible order to shut down completely. If she turned to a violent nature despite my eternally loyal servitude, I would withstand the wrath of hell at its best just to keep the privilege to hold her hand. If she was to take leave of my life, I would cry myself of all bodily fluids and fall over a dry empty husk and shatter to pieces upon impact with the ground. I would be hopelessly lost without her, I miss her more than the need to breathe to sustain life. I love her more than the number of leaves in a limitless tropical rain forest. I need her more than I need lungs and a heart. I want to hold her more than the degree of a thousand suns put together. A name is forever etched upon my heart: (yours)
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The artic chill of these barren streets awake me from my numb isolated paradise I live in back home as I struggle for a wandering stream of light from a imposing slim metal pole overlooking a dim part of the city while its brethren are scattered among corners everywhere. I stare down at the blades of frozen grass among the frost and wonder why shadow has replaced the brilliant luster of the moon, glowing bright red with lust, had disappeared to
Had he fallen under mountains of love and sought refuge under the delicate fingertips of a loving gothic goddess and her unforgettable forbidden marks of beauty easily placed upon one’s neck?
Or
Has he given in into his own temptation and entered the domain of another’s vessel and deeply penetrated repeatedly until love and sweat dripped;
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Like a guitar locked in a velvet case,
the strings of my heart have
yet to be plucked
and stands still:
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The distance apart is tearing at my heart as I am deeply longing to hold you near
To wrap my arms around you
And never let go
Kiss you soft and sweetly
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Darkness isn’t so bad compared to the blaring boastful light.
I will always rather be drowned in the truth than float among the bubbly surface of a lie.
Not another façade or virtual reality of happiness if you please
The actual
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