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Sneak Out

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Let’s sneak out after midnight.

Meet me down the road.

We’ll go running through the field.

Nobody will know.

Bring your father’s bourbon

And a radio too.

We’ll listen to some music,

Maybe dance a song or two.

I’ll bring us a blanket

And wear my yellow dress.

The one I wore last summer,

The one you like best.

We’ll lay down with each other,

Not breathe a single word.

Because we know what our hearts are saying,

Nothing that can be heard.

We’ll count the stars to a million.

We’ll laugh until we cry.

We’ll hold each others hands,

Watch the lightening bugs make fire in the

Sky.

And I can’t wait to see you.

Can’t wait to breathe you in.

Can’t wait to see your laughing eyes

And do it all again.

*originally published November 2015 @choleintodiamonds*

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In Between

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Some of those days were

Absolutely glorious.

And i do not wish to cloud such

Memories with my overthinking

Adult mind,

Just relish in my childhood recollections

Of crisp fall days

And running.

Running until my lungs burned

And i fell to the

Grass

Exuberantly

Exhausted.

Joyful without

Over analyzing

And immersed

In the innocence.

Oh my childhood friends,

What times were had by us

In our little realm of

Make believe;

Escaping our volatile realities together,

If only in moments, to carry us to the next.

The in between times.

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My lovely friend,

Step outside

And howl at the moon

If you need to.

Stop holding back.

Stop fighting what every single

Cell in your creation is

Calling you to be.

To love

To dance

To sing

To run

To lie by the ocean

And fill yourself with the power

Of rolling thunder.

Your soul knows.

Your heart knows.

Set yourself free

And your mind will follow.

In the sweet embrace of all of you,

There you will be complete

And you will find

Universes yet to be

Explored.

*originally published march, 2014 @choleintodiamonds*

Roam

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I travel and travel on.

Straight roads

And winding roads.

Flying.

Driving.

Crawling.

On the chaos of the main roads

To the quiet of dirt and narrow foot trodden

Routes.

Finding myself

On the game trails between

Birch and pine.

It comes to pass

Once again,

No trail

Before me.

Roaming on.

I am home.

And roaming on I will go

For everywhere

Is home.

Would Never Guess

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for most of her life

(more than less)

she was in a state of heightened

fight or flight

her head dizzy

her breathing uncontrolled

her senses and mind wired as tight as a cat ready to run

watching body language

reading expressions and eyes

listening to tone

holding her breath waiting to bolt or duck at any given moment

her whole body racing while standing still

as soon as someone spoke to her, her mind flooded with confusion.

why me? can’t you see i am the ugliest, stupidest most disgusting person here. i am slow

of thought and of no interest.

you must be mistaken.

I am no one.

But you would never guess. Or you might consider then brush it off. she smiles and nods her

head.

Have a nice day, she might say.

by the way she quickly moves away

 you would never guess the weight she carries is so very heavy.