You seem dark;
People I love
Are afraid of you.
They do not
See you truly,
As poets do.
Those think of you
As a friend,
Some as a lover,
Some as an end.
For me you’re no god,
No gateway –
You are one who will
Never betray.
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Turn Away
Every night as I sleep near you,
Your back is turned to me;
And through this journey of my pain –
Your back is all I see.
It’s like a time worn barricade
Of distance and no relief,
Quietly, in the dark, I type
And deal alone with grief.
Somewhere in your heart, you must know:
I’ve no one left but you;
But each night, a turning-away
Is all I get from you.
Reeling
Most nights I find myself wide awake!
There is this end of a world feeling
That takes over sleep and suffocates rest
And sends my mind reeling!
Thoughts and memories of what we were:
A tantrum thrown; a mock wrestling match;
A joke on shorts; a song we called our own;
A kissed bandaid put on a scratch.
I become Taylor Swift, who narrated
Personal loss, pain and bullet holes;
Or Adele’s soul, in royal Albert Hall,
Proclaiming love’s future goals.
When night passes and morning comes to spite –
I quietly shut the windows on its face…
I switch on some numbing porn, or maybe
Write a poem – to fill the sleepless space.
These lonely nights make me think and yearn
Of how he (probably?) is fast asleep,
While time holds me in such a fucked-up flux,
Wherein I can’t feel, much less laugh or weep.
Hearts Still Care 
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