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BeautifulGhosts

This Is How It Sounds When Motivation Hits The Floor.

To Lose Hope For What You’d Worked For.

Knowing The Heaviest One Lands On Me.

The Heaviest One Lands On Me.

The Heaviest One Lands On Me.

Sweet Irony Is Entrusting Your Fragile Heart To Shaking Hands With Frigid Feet.

Playing Poker All The While Showing Your Cards And Falling For A Bluff Is Sly Comedy.

Intuitive Chess Player, You.

“See, There Were Once Two Lovers Who Made A Mistake.”

“Yet, There Was No Heartbreak Only Strain.”

“So It Won’t Hurt,”

She Said,

“When I Close The Door.”

At A Loss,

Saying We Were Holding Each Other Back From Moving Forward,

For Anything To Retain A Hold On Her.

As We Sit In Silence, Staring At The Floor,

My Self-Confidence Will Rise To A New Height I’d Lacked Since Knowing She’d Been Here Before,

Since Knowing I Hadn’t Been Her First,

I’ll Wrap Her Tears In My Arms And She Will Drive Off.

This Is Not The Way,

I Ever Thought I Would See,

Us Go Down In Disarray.

Still,

“Smile,”

She’ll Say,

As She Justifies This Agony For Herself By Saying She Should Have Stayed Away.

Baby, Hear Me,

For The Sake Of You And Your Family,

Whom I Would Never Have You Take Me Over,

This May Be The Best Thing.

But The Legend Of Your Gracious, Creative, Ambitious, Sedative

Heart Will Live On Well Past This Final Blessing.

So Now As You Cry,

I’ll die At An Accelerated Rate Inside.

Did You Run Into That Fucking Semi?

Writing This Down While Running Through Seeds That Remain,

Along With Plans That Have All But Drown Away,

To Bring Us Back To Life One Day.

“Wait.”

“I’ll Keep That In Mind.”

Referring To Having Loved In Past Tense For The Sake Of Coping,

I Will Say I Love Thee,

For There Is No Other Way I Know How To Say This Honestly.

A Story Abandoned

The Great Contextualizer,

As I Have Come To Be,

Can Understand How Selfish Destroys Everything In Corrosive Displays.

How Pure&Honest Courtship Which Takes Intentionality Within Incorporating A Heart Within The Souls Of Family,

Opening Conversations In Joyful Praise And Concluding Them In Prayer Four Hours Later,

Can Break Down Into Lustful Pain Thirsting For Nothing More Than Another Fix From The Other.

But The Excruciating Inquiry That Sticks Out Like A Thorn In My Side Is Why…

Doesn’t This Question Get The Best Of Us All In Time?

Tragedy Or Comedy, Thanksgiving&Halloween All Blur Into A Unified Collage This Evening.

The Context For This Story Can’t Ease My Pain.

No, Ms. Gables Cannot Comprehend This Real Life Adventure Story

Ended So Abruptly In Suicidal Ceremony

Spawned From Secret Meetings.

“This Hasn’t Really Worked,”

She’ll Say,

“I Do Not Want To Go On This Way.”

I..

“I Loved You, Baby.”

Can’t Bring Catalyst To This Pain.

Even The Brightest Of Stars Will Burn Out Eventually.

Till Then, Let Heaven&Hell Settle Their Selfish Scores Without Me.

I’ll Be Doing All I Can To Survive In This Present Eternity.

Conceive.Walk.Be.

The Artist Has Not A Friend Closer Than Loneliness.

Regard This As Inspiration For Dark&Heavy Slams…

Or The Ammunition Which Cocks Our Minds Back&Forth To Explode;

We Are Fascinated By The Textures Of Life.

Yet We Write, Record,Design,&Paint…

Without The Assurance That We Are Ever Understood By Another.

Hell, The Majority Of The Time We’re Wrestling Our Own Demons…

Of Wishing We Were That Dike With The Car, Bike, Flat, Martini Mix…

So Much So That We Do Not Appreciate What We Have Got To Offer.

This World Consists Of Three Essential Elements For Retaining A Desire For Existence.

The First, Being Faith Which Is Whatever We Use To Live, Move, And Have Our Being In As Our Hearts Beat Faster To The Nth Degree In Temperature.

The Second, Being Hope Which We Are As The Voices Of Revelation For One Another, Revealing The Depth Of Potential In Each Other.

Authentic Hope Is Provided From The Souls Of Those Who Have Experienced Chaos&Return Unashamed To Convey Truth Learned Experientially.

The Third Being Love, Which We All Need,&Kicks The Sheets Off Two Undeniable Realities We Find In Ourselves…

1) We Don’t Want To Be Alone.

2) The Awakening That Ensues Places A Fresh Cause Over Everything For Conceiving, Walking Out That Conception, And Being What You Have Dreamed.