Derrick Andrews

My selfish, blind ignorance, may cost me the best,

Such a long journey, such a strenuous quest,
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Memories of smiling faces,
Life and death now trading places,
You'll always be here, to me,
Only difference now, is that you're free,
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A glance back at the past,
Even then it was fake,
We were not meant to last,
You're one giant mistake,
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What is this strange feeling?
This meek, suddle emptiness,
It seems not to be healing,
To me, but none the less,
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As life goes on I can do nothing but shout,

from the pain and the torture, my anguish rings out,
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Everyday of my life, grows exceedingly harder,

My legs have grown weak, I can't go any farther,
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Loneliness,
This hollow shell,
This silent bliss,
This brand new hell,
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I lay, nonchalantly and acceptingly, upon a plain of fire.
Pain is all I know, all I feel.
I watch my wounds appear and heal instantaneously as if I were some distorted, human lava lamp.
Suddenly, through the veil of heat, a blurry silhouette shimmers in the distance.
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Staring at my mirror, displeased and distraught,

reminiscing upon all the battles ive fought,
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This feeling,
My suffering,
Not healing,
Just muffling,
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Anxiety, Suspense,
Did I move a second early?
I let down my defense,
And to think that, surely,
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Flowing throughout me,
From head to toe,
A feeling of glee,
That does not go,
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Your stare of compassion could use no disguise,
As intense and captivating as red-orange skies,
Yet, they retain a dark beauty that shimmers and flies,
It's the smile of the moon, that I see in your eyes.
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When I am shrouded in darkness,
When I no longer recognize light,
When I accept despair as my fate,
And pure, untainted sadness as my inevitability,
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I like the simple things,
She likes it complicated,
Fast cars and diamond rings,
And I'm tryin' hard to make it,
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I once knew a boy,
Claimed he was sentimental,
Said his mind and body functioned on a higher level,
Than those who're just concerned with sexual desire,
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The extent of the greed of mankind, is sickeningly depressing,

for a person would rather fill their wallet, than give a single blessing,
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My hopes have abandoned me, I lay goal-less and lost,

My own faults have caused this, and I'm paying the cost,
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And again, I am wrong,
You weren't here,
All along,
And yet... here I am,
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The constant, majestic twinkling of stars in navy blue skies
The divine, pulchritudinous fusions of colorful dyes
Appear to be nothing but dung covered flies
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