Prose Poetry- Kept in a box of secrets
I cannot tell the truth- I cannot hold a lie
I can't feel the cold whisper on my spine
Save me from myself.
And all that I believe is hell.
I can’t feel the cold whisper on my spine.
I cannot tell the truth,
I cannot hold a lie.
Seeping into heaven,
I feel as if it is hell.
I am warm from within,
I am worn from all who cares.
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Kept in a box of secrets
Kept in a box of secrets,
I kept you in a box.
I forgot about the key,
But I still recall the lock.
Hope isn’t answered,
Tingles on my spine,
You pray that I am different,
That I am one of a kind.
I scream out into tonight.
I scream out for you.
I am torn between the anger,
and the laughter that left too soon.
Show me more than life.
Show me more than this.
Show me how to silence the fear,
and finally begin to live.
Hollow heaps and screams,
Heaven found its peace on earth.
Can you feel me release my breath,
and shatter as you take your turn?
Don’t you feel the silence,
Cover us up in black?
Can’t you take my hand,
And make up for all it is I lack?
There is a heaven here on earth,
The tingles up my spine.
Take a deep breath in.
Breathe me in as turpentine.
Spin in circles created by you,
I used your poison,
Now I can finally feel the truth.
The World is Still Beautiful if You Slow Down to Notice
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