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Unsure I Stand Alone
Written by John Swartz
I feel lost within a storm of sand and glass,
The wind whirling around me – blinding me, confusing me,
I am unsure if I can compare my life when I think of her,
This storm a burden, a reminder that I am false,
A small glass soldier broken apart from the wind.
Unsure I stand here alone…
Complications from life and she dies…
A fragmented memory that often lies…
She will never experience the precious moments…
Her true love forgotten erased by the wind…
I am unable to succumb to this willowing darkness,
This enviable void that comes with the passing of grief,
I still linger on the hinges of the darkness lost and alone,
I am confused by all this cancerous grief – I wish for it to be gone.
I choke on anger…
I die to the sorrow…
I am failing in the light…
The darkness still lingering there…
I weep over the crippling madness…
Right now I am unsure about my fate,
Would she remember me on that coming date?
Would I be allowed to hold her tiny, dead hand?
Or has she forgotten about me but lingering hatred there?
I am unsure if she will let me say goodbye…
For right now I just wish I could have died…
Unsure I stand here alone – broken and gone…
Lost in the void of unknown curses…
Would you ever forgive me?
Written by John Swartz
I feel lost within a storm of sand and glass,
The wind whirling around me – blinding me, confusing me,
I am unsure if I can compare my life when I think of her,
This storm a burden, a reminder that I am false,
A small glass soldier broken apart from the wind.
Unsure I stand here alone…
Complications from life and she dies…
A fragmented memory that often lies…
She will never experience the precious moments…
Her true love forgotten erased by the wind…
I am unable to succumb to this willowing darkness,
This enviable void that comes with the passing of grief,
I still linger on the hinges of the darkness lost and alone,
I am confused by all this cancerous grief – I wish for it to be gone.
I choke on anger…
I die to the sorrow…
I am failing in the light…
The darkness still lingering there…
I weep over the crippling madness…
Right now I am unsure about my fate,
Would she remember me on that coming date?
Would I be allowed to hold her tiny, dead hand?
Or has she forgotten about me but lingering hatred there?
I am unsure if she will let me say goodbye…
For right now I just wish I could have died…
Unsure I stand here alone – broken and gone…
Lost in the void of unknown curses…
Would you ever forgive me?
Literature
winter
i didn't think that the artificial fireplace logs
would turn out to be
some kind of cruel metaphor
but here i am,
trying to ingest antifreeze to
deal with the shivers you i
send across
raw clinging collarbones , d
own
clanking vertebrae screaming at me to
let go or i'll melt into your
chest like the snowflake that lost its 6th
arm
and you
know that's not how it works and
i do too.
i turn around
and realize that
you
' re not beside
me, anymore
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March of Time
March of Time
Time marches to its own sound.
Tick tock, thump thump, click boom.
In a fraction of a second everything you know and love can be gone.
Life ends and life begins but time pays no mind.
It just keeps marching to its own beat.
Tick tock, thump thump, click boom.
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Song of the Seasons
The girl who talked for days on end
Has collapsed around the bend
In a muddled pile
Out of the way
While her eyes sang songs of Summer,
Her heart was in Winter’s hold.
Her lips looked the red of Autumn
And her hair Spring’s spun gold.
A happy girl was she indeed
Helping everyone in need
To make them smile
And make them forget
And while her words sang songs of Summer,
Her heart was in Winter’s hold.
Her mind was well in Autumn,
But her thoughts Spring’s spun gold.
Still she left them all alone;
Finally returned back home
Where she is safe
Forevermore
Now she will forever sing songs of Summer,
Though she is Winter&#
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Alright Viewers,
I'm back unforuately I've had to take some emotional leave from my poetry for a while because of the death of my sister.
Her name was Samantha Swartz.
She was 13 years old and two years ago she had a heart transplant because she was born with a heart three times it's original size and called it to fail. New York State hospitals were saying that the cause of her high blood pressure was okay, it was common.
Three Weeks ago my father took her to Philadelphia Hospital (i don't know) and they basically said that whatever NYS said was wrong. Her body was rejecting the heart and for the past 6 months this was ignored - by then it was to late for her by then her kidneys's were failing and her liver shut down completely.
Friday nearly two weeks now Samantha died after my father made the decision to pull the plug and let her die in her sleep because there was nothing else that could be done -she was thirteen.
Now during this time I was aware that Samantha was ill because I found out on facebook from my sister Mary - someone not that close to me unforuately - and on Saturday after having a fantastic day with Ruby I found out over facebook that she died.
My father did not call me - not one of my 4 brothers and 4 sisters could pick up the phone and call me. Now Last Tuesday was the funeral and I couldn't attend because I live here in England and I still haven't been back yet - i can't afford it.
Well Viewers there you go some more detail about my life, I don't really like talking much about what's been going on and how I'm feeling to be honest I dont know. I'm confused and lost within this void of my life - it hurts alot but here is my newest piece, I wrote it so I'll share it maybe it will help.
As of tomorrow I will be taking commissions again, some for free but I really wouldn't mind taking some work on for
points. Thank you.
I'm back unforuately I've had to take some emotional leave from my poetry for a while because of the death of my sister.
Her name was Samantha Swartz.
She was 13 years old and two years ago she had a heart transplant because she was born with a heart three times it's original size and called it to fail. New York State hospitals were saying that the cause of her high blood pressure was okay, it was common.
Three Weeks ago my father took her to Philadelphia Hospital (i don't know) and they basically said that whatever NYS said was wrong. Her body was rejecting the heart and for the past 6 months this was ignored - by then it was to late for her by then her kidneys's were failing and her liver shut down completely.
Friday nearly two weeks now Samantha died after my father made the decision to pull the plug and let her die in her sleep because there was nothing else that could be done -she was thirteen.
Now during this time I was aware that Samantha was ill because I found out on facebook from my sister Mary - someone not that close to me unforuately - and on Saturday after having a fantastic day with Ruby I found out over facebook that she died.
My father did not call me - not one of my 4 brothers and 4 sisters could pick up the phone and call me. Now Last Tuesday was the funeral and I couldn't attend because I live here in England and I still haven't been back yet - i can't afford it.
Well Viewers there you go some more detail about my life, I don't really like talking much about what's been going on and how I'm feeling to be honest I dont know. I'm confused and lost within this void of my life - it hurts alot but here is my newest piece, I wrote it so I'll share it maybe it will help.
As of tomorrow I will be taking commissions again, some for free but I really wouldn't mind taking some work on for
points. Thank you.Comments28
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I don't have any words. I don't think anyone could understand. But I believe she'd have let you hold her hand. Life is a mess, but death is bigger, and grudges are for the living. I hope this helps, even a little.