Calm Me Down

​Like feeble twig in a storm I shiver 

The wind devouring my skin, I can feel it to the liver 

So damn cold and alone 

Could you be my blanket

Could you surround my bones

When my soul feels exposed and naked 

Flesh that used to clothe it now dead leaving behind a zombie 

Fill that empty soul with your light 

Make it as bright as a full moon on a dark night 

Could you make me alive 

When I can’t feel my face 

Because The Weekend left me high from the party

I thought I was having fun 

But in real sense I was just trying to get away 

I can’t run though, I can’t escape 

Could you hide me under your wings 

If lay in pain and agony 

Promise not to take it away but just stay by my side

All along being my able guide 

While in my misery I slide and glide 

No strength, too weak 

And completely out of breath 

Could you fill my lungs

When my world is loud, could you make it quiet down 

When my head tightly held between my hands pounds, could you turn down all the sound 

When my demons scream and shout, could you please tame them down

When I lose my mind, could you make me sane again 

When I lose my purpose for life and despair, could you be my hope 

When I can’t think straight, could you draw the line for me 

When I panic and get restless, could you kindly calm me down 

@colloflow’16

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Photograph

Piece of paper with a graph of our lives frozen in time
Ink tracing the curves of our smiles in them hiding a myriad of memories
Memories so vivid in my mind its like I can hold them like the picture itself
I blink repeatedly in disbelief
I shake my head severally in grief
From the blues a hot tear evades my eyes and I can hear it drop on the paper
The worn out edges of the photo seem to mock my tattered soul
A strong temptation wants to bitterly rip this photo apart to atoms
But her round deep white eyes which seem to see the depth of my soul restrain me
Because its the only archive thats left of us

♬And I have kept her♪
    Inside the pocket of my ripped jeans♪
    Holding her closer till our hearts meet♪
    I thought Id never be alone ♪
    And because she hurt me ♪
    Thats okay baby only words bleed♪
     Inside these poems I will just hold her♪
      And I will never let her go♬

My eyes still on the picture because theres nowhere else theyd rather be
I wish I could be the artist to mould her out of clay
Because I would make her exactly the way she is
I would changing nothing about her because to me she is the definition of perfect
I wish I could be the writer to decide the words from her mouth
Because in this picture I could already read her love for me on her lips
I wish I could be the poet who could feel the emotions of her soul
Because even in the death of this picture I could hear the rythm of her heart
And in that rythm the love songs that we shared play in my mind
And in that moment I wish I could turn back time
Back to the time it all began

♬But still I will keep her♪
    Inside the pocket of my ripped jeans♪
    Holding her closer till our hearts meet♪
    I thought Id never be alone ♪
    And because she hurt me ♪
    Thats okay baby only words bleed♪
     Inside these poems I will just hold her♪
      And I will never let her go♬
@colloflow