Poetry

Muscle Memory

It takes 5-53 muscles to smile

Heartbreak only requires 1

With you I could handle any work any style 

Without you my soul is done

Muscles withered and wasting away

A soul too weak to thrive

A dead love that kept darkness at bay

A heart ruptured and barely alive

The muscles remember when things were good

They ache for those days to return

But the soul has weakened more than it should

Now the muscles eternally burn

Weakness is my way for a while

No strength to even look to the sun…

It takes 5-53 muscles to smile….

…Heartbreak only requires 1.

-Poetic Ice-

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Poetry

Doing Better

I’m Doing better

I swear I’m doing better

But my chest pains Because we aren’t together

This is for the best

it’s really for the best

But I’m still waiting for someone to say I passed the Test

I’m going to smile

I’m really going to smile

Just know it’s going to be a beguiling fake for a while

I’m alone

I’ve chosen to be alone

I’ll never have enough love for another in my home

I’m doing better

I swear I’m doing better

Even if sometimes my cheeks end up wetter

-Poetic Ice

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