Ivelisse

Wandering thoughts and sleepless nights

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Zombie

Red is the color of the blood

that runs through your veins.

Blue is the color of mine.

I may be dead but, baby

you make me feel so alive.

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Sun

Shes amazing

God, shes so amazing

I just wish she would know

she would believe

Just how important

she is.

I want to crush everyone person

who caused her an ounce of self doubt

Every situation that hindered her belief

That made her feel small

and irrelevant.

All of us are just planets that revolve

And shes the beautiful Sun.

The sun thats made my life brighter

than id ever thought was possible.

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i should’ve made you mine

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there is a dark figure

that lies in the deep depths of my brain

its always there

from my happiest moments

to my saddest

when i am lonely

and when i am lying with you.

when you are smiling that warm smile

and looking deep in my eyes

and our hands are intertwined

and we’re merging with the pillows and sheets.

its all I’ve ever wanted

i should be happy at a time like this.

but i cant help the dark figure

coming out of its resting place

breathing down my neck.

chilling my spine.

“you’re only gonna screw this up”

it whispers

“its going to happen again”

it yells

“you aren’t built for love”

it screeches.

and maybe its right.

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Isn’t It Peachy?

I enjoy the pure bliss

Of biting into a sweet peach.

I savour every bite,

but when its gone.

Its gone.

And thats just something I need

to get used to.

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some dumb poem i wrote durin’ work that i kept messin up on.

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Don’t Forget Me

Ms Blue

Please keep your youth

Store it in a jar

Lock it in a safe

I dont care what you do

Just hold onto it

so when the years pass by

and beat you down hard

you can let that free

and let the stress of maturity sit.

And when you do

Please call me

We can create castles

Out of pillows and bed sheets

Make jokes , stay up all night

And giggle and hoot.

Lets pretend we’re pirates

and bop each other with sticks of foam

Lets get drunk on caffeine

And watch tv shows and cartoons

Let us forget the world

and just live in the moment!

And when you become Mrs. Blue,

And grow up

and find someone real,

Please don’t forget about me.

Your dearest imaginary friend.

I love you.

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dumpster fire

you blew it

and this time

the oxygen

only made it weaker

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Doubts

Your body is so close to mine

yet your touch

is so far away.

The rythm of our hearts

are in sync

Yet the beat is not the same.

One finger tip

can ruin all of which we rebuilt

every ounce of guilt

every piece reglued

can fall apart

in just one

small moment.

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Eyes to See

One day

I want

To see it

I want to see the sunrises

And the sundowns

I want to look into

The pretty ocean

That are your irises.

Soft lips

Colliding into eachother

Like waves crashing into rocks.

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Irony

It is funny

How you struggle to muster out

The three words of promise

To the man you call partner.

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Yet it is without ease and quite often

That you say

I love you

To the girl whos heart

You shattered like glass.

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Personal Observations

The happiest people

Ive ever met

Had rips in their garments

And in their skin

The most talented people

Wore distressed denim

To go along

With their distressed minds

The friendliest people

Rocked spikes and studs on their jackets

Matching the spikes surrounding

Their fragile hearts.

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average

i am

dull. i am

monotone. i am

all the shades of gray

that are in between.

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Polar (pt 3)

Through the frost biting at her finger tips

And teeth chattering

She continues to hold me.

Determined to melt the very same iceberg

That left the Titanic

To sink.

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Polar (pt 2)

Her smile is like the little rays of sun

that allows flowers to bloom.

Her touch emits a warmth

that can flow through

your entire being.

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Polar (pt 1)

I am as cold as ice

One touch will freeze someone up

And encase them in frost

Like a frozen icicle

Of my broken dreams and sorrows.

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Easier Days

I remember the light seeping through the window

on an average elementary school morning.

Heavy, crusty eyelids

struggling to open.

The smell of pancakes filling my nostrils

as my mother is beckoning me downstairs.

I remember staring through crystal clear windows

Into a large carpet of green treetops and

Plains stretching over the distance and

geese soaring through the sky in Vs.

Completely ignorant of the teacher’s gibberish,

that was filling my second grade classroom.

Secluded in my own little world.

I remember the splashing noises

And the dampness of the bottoms of our jeans

As we stomped our yellow rain boots

Into the rain puddles on Salisbury Ave.

Me and my cousin on our way back from

A day in elementary school.