Roxy Kovács Poems

It's a cold night in the late 80's,
And we can't realize how great is,
To have somebody who understands,
All the oceans and lands,
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That unfilled feeling,
I just wish for you; you won't ever feel it.
Some kind of suspicion when you feel like the apocalypse is coming,
The gut feeling when you fear, you have nothing.
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The ships are sinking,
And you have a questionable feeling,
You're trying to understand,
How is that I ripped out my blood-soaked heart,
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At midnight it's all quiet,
I thought about a hundred things that I would say to you,
But I'm blue.
And these days I feel really satisfied,
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My thoughts are so confusing,
I'm unsure which path is worth choosing,
All I know is, whenever I'm around you my blood is boiling.
It scares me to death,
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I learned a word that felt like glass,
fragile enough to let time pass.
maybe next year, I'll learn to drift,
to let go without falling adrift.
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I've been trying to write,
but the nights are heavier now—
loneliness pressing like a second skin.
I've been running from my demons,
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every inch of me is full of pain
i feel the blood rushing in my veins,
still,
feel nothing just my heart as it aches.
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why can't I be?
I must find the key…
to be a weeping willow
instead of a rusted blade,
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Yesterday I fell apart.
I used to assume I know everything,
Turns out, I never knew a thing
The unknown, the unspoken,
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