David Boyd Poems

Have you ever wondered how much people can take before they just burst.
Maybe its a helpless curse.
It grazes upon many names.
One so common, might not be just a phase.
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A distraction in the heart of ones truly taken soul
Does the one who own it, truly feel the woe

Anger may be mistaken for the wrong accusations
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Noticably unbearable by every little thought,
Until the minute before my last breath is inevitably bought.
I speak with no angst, and hide the lies within my heart.
Through a spiral of a tunnel it begins to fall apart,
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A slumber into perfection, a distant field of vacancy.
Nothingness sits at the beginning and appears at the end.
The shadows have poisoned me, they've infested my mind.
For years I've wondered....
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If you can misinterpret all your dreams.
And watch the sunset pass you by.
Fail to enjoy the starry night, from the window, in the sky.
A nonchalant clash of poison, may be the only way.
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The mysteries of willingness are prepared to take your fall.
Your miserable-No your incompetent-For I can see all.
Everything has brought you shame, are you even aware?
After-all, what is fear?
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You may protrude at the core of every thought
Like a widow portrays her loneliness.
If in fact you are true, this rue will in fact, cover the convergence, from mellow lonlieness
to throbbing with hate.
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A chance to go away, A free trip to the end.
Let the psycho in me prepare to defend.
A lifeless deposit of sediment sorrow.
For I can find it in me to attempt to borrow.
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You can shine all you want to, forgive me though sir.
What you speak of is beyond the world.
A element of physics, that science couldn't prove.
It's the simple reason you get what you deserve.
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