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When You Start Growing

I will tell you life is hard, and laugh right back at you... I will tell you crying makes it uneasy, and smear the tears I will tell you I have met eyes that never smile  I will tell you I have met loneliness that doesn't speak at all I will tell you I have sat in the same room where life felt empty I will tell you I have sat looking at someone who just doesn't want to go home  I will tell you relationships are hard, and will hold your hands right away I will tell you cold shoulders are greasy but it's the intense warmth that makes you shiver I will tell you I have met people for who love was the only thing until they picked being lonely I will tell you relationship devors decorum like a wolf feasting on fresh carcass I will tell you vultures gather to eat what pains the most, yes the lost ones I will tell you dark is hard, but directions are easier when unseen I will tell you what itches me is constant pain I will tell you how naked I am in reality but no one wants to see

Shut Doors

Knock on the door..
Can’t wait to see it open.
The last time..
It opened with a smile.
A jump of laughter..
Holding her in my arms.
Was the best kiss after..
Why won’t it open today ?
People leave all the time..
Doors shut with left out rust behind hinges.
Flustered dust coughing out forced in astringes.
A deep cut oozes blood..
You look at it but it doesn’t stop.
A dumb struck truth said right infront..
With you refusing confront.
Hands get cold as you sit by the bed..
All night..
As the tears start to smother.
And all of a sudden you have the urge to smile
Giving up on an everlasting fear.
Eyes don’t want to meet..
While all day you fail to retreat.
Why don’t they talk?
Nor walk.
Or chase me after.
That’s what people do..
You run to them and they run faster without any clue.
Hidden behind doors..
Is the unknown chatter.
Of the one you mentioned latter..
Struggling to pick up an overflowing scatter.
Or pondering over thoughts which..
Don’t really matter.
So leave and stop knocking..
You are blocking the hallway..
As people out here aren’t used to seeing..
people stand all day.
Who they keep tripping over on their way..
While passing through shut doors.

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