L.C. McQuillen 10.12.16 I’ll dive too farInto the shrinking circleOf reminiscing and thoughtWith youIt’s always constrictingWithin the journeyOf our conversationsA black hole ofUncertaintyThat we will pass throughSimultaneouslyEnding up as wholeAs we were at the startOf the words that wereSpoken frankly and freelyYour mind is as exertedAs my eyesThat never stop seeingInto subaqueous depthsBut you neverBreak […]
L.C. McQuillen 08.12.16 Everything I have knownI have facedand though it may have drainedThe colour out of my eyesMy lips still sayI’m not done.
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L.C. McQuillen 01.12.16 I look up to the stars and think of usbecause that is where we belong our thoughts surpass all of this land and our minds pass the bottom of the earth. We are deep thinkers and heavy sleepers our souls carry burdens from a thousand lives the stars tell our stories and
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L.C. McQuillen 26.10.16 I stare at my souland see it decomposeas a lit cigarette I take a hitand exhale black smokenow I’m left withcontaminated lungsand acontaminated soul blacked by memoriesthat I try to burn awaybut I am just leftto crave another I am aloneand I’m trying to copewith what took placethese past threeweeksand the people
L.C. McQuillen 21.09.16 Even the moon has its phasesFrom brightestTo slightestAs I to youWill be like the moonIlluminating at your highest tide,Obscure as you seek the sourceOf my light,And half full am IBeaming enough for you to findAs I ascend or declineWishing you enoughBeauty and blushWith my hello and goodbye
L.C. McQuillen 21.06.16 I am tired of being brokenBeing held together by a stringof emotionsthat if one is strummedan echo in my soulhums a mournful soundand all around look to seethe one who has beenwalking on eggshellsfor the sake of her own soulWho has an empathetic insightWho can fix everyonebut her selfShe give and givesbut
L.C. McQuillen 30.05.16 And the rain has no courtesyFor the one that has a dampened soulAnd wind has no respectFor the one that it blowsAnd the lightening has no fearOf who it strikes nextIt’s just a lifeOne lifeThere is mercy for the rest And the hurricane has no hesitationFor the for the family that it
L.C. McQuillen 28.12.15 ‘I’m leaving.’I thinkas I float on top ofthe salty sea.I close my eyes and try to picturethe next few days.Days full of goodbye,not that I’m not used to them…I’ve just always knew who I wasgoing to say hello towhen I get to the other side. I still float therelike a buoy in
L.C. Mcquillen 20.12.15 You never know how close a person could be to the edgeand your wordsor lack there ofcould cause one more stepand that step could be fataland the last line drawnfor their mentality to be pushedand their bodies to fall.
