Saray Brunette Poems

With the razor kissed wrists
This is my bright red scream
As I press down harder blood begins to surface
I convince myself 'you don't feel pain, forget it, it's worth it'
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Fear-
what lies beneath the
pink bras black thongs empty bottles of Tylenol with sleep aide drug induced unconsciousness
leaky pens torn out pages of a journal used-to-be-fluffy-towels broken razors
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Empty.
One word that can describe myself.

Being far from you
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I love you because you make me happy
I love you because you make me feel safe and secure
I love your smile
I love the way you say my name
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Your love is what makes me
Yet it has certain tendencies to break me as well
But whenever we talk,
I step out of the darkness and realize
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I think I heard HIM
As a child
When everything was because They said it was.
When lies could be truth,
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The light slowly fading,
i saw that familiar puddle,
so dark and black,
i looked back to my wrists,
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I'm going to try to speak the words
that my heart wants you to know
I want you to see what you mean to me
and why I love you so.
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Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.
But will the spider remember, or the sun?
Did the water capture our faces in permanence?
Does the wind create us anew as it blows?
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If these walls could talk,
You’d know my body is dead,
My mind has been taken over,
I can’t control it,
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