“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”

— William Hazlitt

Patrick Patrick

Together Alone

When I’d shed a tear
It was you that wiped it away
When I was sad
It was you to tell me it’s okay
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It's Just You And Me

Our arms around each other—
Like the roses petals tight
We drift off into gentle dreams—
Meeting again within the night
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Dreams of Madness

Horror, absolute horror, as my arduous state tried to comprehend the madness, for I am not mad, am I?  I do however have
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Waves

The waves crash over me, revealing the memories, memories of a time when things were magnificent, and I believed in angels. For, I got to hold one
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Wanting

The things that occupy my troubled mind
Those things right there in front of me
It is that which I pine the most often for
At night, I lie there awake, just trying to sleep
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The Maiden of the River

Holding her pale body, caressing her, but a lost cause this was, long before she was mine.  It wasn’t what I had just witnessed, but the thoughts ravaging my suffering state, a state so excruciating that I felt nothing
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A Feeling of Gray

Miles away, looking at myself
A hollow feeling inside
From out of nowhere it came
“Why”, it screams, says this simple mind
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