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just grown ups but kids behind closed doors,
wild tides crashing at shores;
hiding little secrets into drawers,
a big mess across floors.
Is this what it's like being all grown up?
That's how I imagine it to be...
a winter warmth, summer breeze
house by the outskirts, near big trees
not an outsider, always been here
welcome home, my dear.
is this what home is like...?
hope you can picture it the way I do.
this reminds me of home.
ap0calyps3 May 22
a battlefield with no blood, just poison
using words not weapons
where every little thing hurts, that's happened
where the soldiers don't sacrifice but disappear
leaving wounds that are severe.
Everyone is always battling something in their minds, fighting demons no one else sees. Always be kind, you don't know what anyone else is going through. <3
ap0calyps3 May 14
Your arms,
my forever home
Your eyes,
a mirror of my own
Your voice
a soothing sound
Your presence
a quiet space when the world is loud.
this is kind of like MY definition of love ig. <3
ap0calyps3 Apr 30
In our caskets,
Our cadavers they lay
the rain is pouring and the clouds are gray

Six feet under we'll rest
In heaven we're nothing but guests

Hell, our forever home
Our world, where everyone is alone

We die,
And a gift of salvation, we're blessed

In our caskets
Our cadavers they rest.
ap0calyps3 Apr 21
When I was in my bed taking my last
breath;
I heard a knock at my door and I knew it was death.
ap0calyps3 Apr 19
I stare at her with concern in my eyes
her hair is messy and she has a smile

her wrists have been kissed with scars that hurt

her face is covered with freckles, little specks of dirt

I stare into her eyes, a piece of earth,there's something more that she's worth.

As I stare a little longer I start to see, there is a lot in common, oh wait that is just a reflection of me.
#reflection #mirror #poem #scars
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