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  • neuronwreath 54w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 3 word short write-up on Myriad

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    Myriad of Dreams

  • neuronwreath 58w

    Paradise Missing

    I thought I kicked the demons out,
    Turns out they were waiting outside the door.
    Always ready to play.
    They sneer and smirk,
    As I drown in my tears,
    They wait patiently,
    As I soar in Joy.
    They know, Oh they know
    About all my secrets and shame.
    Somedays, I hate myself more than I hate them,
    It's all a part of the Devil's game.
    Coveting glory and fame.
    He trapped me in my delirious thoughts,
    If heaven is a place on Earth,
    Then hell is in my mind
    Lose and bind,
    Sift like wheat,
    Devil, the cross has been your defeat.

    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 58w

    Band aids and butterflies

    My band aids turned into butterflies,
    Left behind pretty purple bruises,
    Ruptured vessels,
    You and I,
    Flutter,
    Flutter,
    My body's in the gutter,
    Because I fell for your words coated with honey and butter.
    Your hands, your smell, the broken bones
    All that emotional clutter.
    Am I getting better?
    I thought you were the one that's sick.
    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 58w

    Fun fact wrote this in 11 minutes as a part of fun, playful banter. He left me on "read".

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    11 Kisses

    All the places I want to kiss
    One on your neck,one on a ship's deck
    One behind you ears,soft and lingering for years
    One after sex so you forget your ex,
    One on the tip of your nose everytime you lie,
    One for every fight and goodbye,
    One after "I do" and one because you my boo,
    One that's hot and slow to remind you I m your hoe,
    One kiss on your gluteus because you are my maximus.
    One in the hot shower, stay still my lover
    11 kisses but I won't be your missus.
    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 87w

    Abettor

    You stole my PEACE!
    Again.
    And I let my guard down.
    Again

    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 87w

    Plea...ease.

    There she goes writing crappy poetry again,
    Please answer the phone,
    Don't leave her on read.
    Or let her go.
    Without a goodbye.
    She was building her self back.
    From the ruins made with shattered dreams and blurred memories.
    Day by day, she watered it with her tears.
    Strengthened by Grace.
    But you are her reckoning!
    Like a directionless gust of wind,
    Leave her desolate.
    Nevermind!
    Her Hope comes from above,
    She will build an immovable Foundation.
    Maybe you can't help it?
    Like a moth you are drawn to her light.
    She is not good at putting up a good fight.
    But the battle belongs to the Lord.
    Didn't say I didn't warn you, for the record.
    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 87w

    Nine To Nine, 99.

    I can see your true colors breaking through the cracks of time.
    99 times, 99 heartbreaks,99 mistakes
    We will do whatever it takes,
    To make our hearts rhyme.
    But at what cost?
    What about all the time we lost?
    We had it all, almost.
    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 95w

    Closure

    Closure is knowing for certain that they will never change.
    Will never say the words you always wanted to hear.
    That is who they are.
    And it is what it is.
    Life is fragile.
    Too fragile at times.
    Cant live without regrets.
    Can not have it all.
    Ebb and flow,
    Ebb and flow.

    Somedays we can just talk for hours,
    And maybe dare to dream,
    But nothing is changed,
    Even when nothing remains the same.
    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 95w

    Betrayals

    Newer the friendship quicker the betrayal.
    Times have changed, keep your hearts closed.
    People will pry and break open and sell your secrets and insecurities for gossip.
    You don't know my story,
    My bones are built with ashes,
    And there is leftover venom still flowing in my blood.
    The thing about me is you will never know when your chances run out with me.
    I maybe a ray of sunshine,
    I can light you up but I can burn too.


    ©neuronwreath

  • neuronwreath 95w

    Forgiveness

    People are teaching me not to Trust them.
    Is it a lesson life is teaching me?
    7 times 7 times 7 times 7,
    I borrow from immeasurable Grace,
    But sometimes my vessel is petty.
    Forgive me if I hesitate or pause.
    Old man doesn't give up that easy,
    But Everytime you forgive someone,
    You set yourself free too.


    ©neuronwreath