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The Situation.
She visits the store every Saturday.
Her children rampantly destroy the aisles,
She struggles to maintain control.
Judgemental eyes question her parental prowess.
Her hair untidily secured by thinning beige band.
Her fingernails are notable jagged and ink like.
She devotedly monitors her offspring,
Her shoulders overburdened from the load.
She continuously checks her phone for a message,
That she knows will never come.
He wakes up downheartedly,
Ignoring the several missed calls on his phone.
His neck covered in purple blemishes.
A young female wearing his striped shirt turns over,
He nudges her hand of his exposed chest.
He reaches for his pack of cigarettes and a wrinkled photo.
Looks up the magnolia pasted ceiling,
Puffs out a shroud of fumes to hide his liquefied eyes.
Finally acknowledging his flashing mobile.
Begins to dial a number he knows he will never call.
Why does he do it?
She just can't figure out.
It went from kisses from the lips.
To the mouth being manipulated to shout.
Their combined tears will eventually tear them apart.
He wants to forget because he can remember a time when they were perfect.
Is it to late for them to try and re-start?
Or has the relation-ship wrecked.
Kela lewis-morin
She visits the store every Saturday.
Her children rampantly destroy the aisles,
She struggles to maintain control.
Judgemental eyes question her parental prowess.
Her hair untidily secured by thinning beige band.
Her fingernails are notable jagged and ink like.
She devotedly monitors her offspring,
Her shoulders overburdened from the load.
She continuously checks her phone for a message,
That she knows will never come.
He wakes up downheartedly,
Ignoring the several missed calls on his phone.
His neck covered in purple blemishes.
A young female wearing his striped shirt turns over,
He nudges her hand of his exposed chest.
He reaches for his pack of cigarettes and a wrinkled photo.
Looks up the magnolia pasted ceiling,
Puffs out a shroud of fumes to hide his liquefied eyes.
Finally acknowledging his flashing mobile.
Begins to dial a number he knows he will never call.
Why does he do it?
She just can't figure out.
It went from kisses from the lips.
To the mouth being manipulated to shout.
Their combined tears will eventually tear them apart.
He wants to forget because he can remember a time when they were perfect.
Is it to late for them to try and re-start?
Or has the relation-ship wrecked.
Kela lewis-morin
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Expectations
The pressure keeps me going,
Yet holds me back.
The thought isn't comforting
It feels like an attack.
The sort that keeps me up at night;
Why my fingernails are short.
Like a dark and looming blight;
A disheartening exhort.
Better, better, better!
The expectation is quite blunt.
Never, never, never...
Exactly what they want.
I'm not the person I want to be,
Due to expectations.
Under the eyes that never see
My pain is their creation.
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Lately...
Lately I've been thinking, if the steps
That I've taken were meaningful at all
I'm not sure if my conscience helps me anymore
Maybe faith is guiding me through this storm
My heart feels like it's being torn
By the one who I've cared about the most
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Suicide Is Not An Option
I find myself weaving the final stitches
Of a noose I have been working on for a while
I swore I’d use it by the time it was complete
If me and my sanity hadn’t reconciled
Each thread representing a flawed emotion
Which tightly woven together makes up my life
If you’re the one to cut me down from the rafters
Love, patience and understanding must be your knife
I find myself with a gun in my right hand
With only one bullet left in the cold chamber
I hand the loaded pistol with safety off
Blindly in to the hands of a complete stranger
Does this represent me opening my heart
And risking a life of abject, dismal sorrow
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something i wrote today after work when i saw a lady in my store struggling to control her children constantly looking at her phone and my imagination just went away with me lol. i tend to imagine what there lives are like kinda weird but hey lol hope it works let me know what you think guys
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Oh! So much feeling in this! Like, I'm looking at her, too, and I just want to... hug her and tell her it will all be okay.
Also, "relation-ship wreck". Brilliant, mate. Well done!
Also, "relation-ship wreck". Brilliant, mate. Well done!