Mannequin by Hannah Coates

You carved for yourself a place in my heart.

Like a worm slides inside an apple

seemingly unnoticed.

When we disappeared from each others lives,

That space became a hole.

Stitched together again with time and tears.

And now, as my heart beats faster,

the closer I get to you,

The stitches are being stretched.

This piece of my heart longs to be touched,

To have your lips press against mine,

and breathe new breath to bring it back to life.

The rest of my heart, stops.

Don't.

Not until he is ready,

to take your whole heart in his hands,

and treat it like the treasure it is,

shall he taste you again.

The poem above was composed by a dear friend, Hannah Coates, The FIRST guest writer ever at Eliminating Space! Enjoy this beautiful piece.

Hyperbalance

Hyperbalance

Music fades,
Black erased
All I can see;
A childs face.

My place is safe
Its only grace
Protection from
Some insane
False praise.

Check it.
Your sanity
Hyperbalance
In extremity
Basic studies
Are all you need;
A Buddy's close
proximity.

Complicated
Perhaps perforated
Feeling like, your majesty
Status configurated
Actually
Unelevated.
Yet still
You prostrated.

Risen up
from the dust
Forehead perched
Out of lust?
Who praises this, about the church?
Apparently I,
As I write to you
Boasting why.

Ego is
As ego does
So, I can't let this one go.
Because...

The Masks We Wear

I really want you
To say it to my face
I don't want you,
to fill my head with praise
All I'm looking for,
is the chance to sit beside you
Moment by moment,
With honesty and truth.

The mask you choose to wear,
Can you see me under there?
Your half way smile is not so real
Stuck in the unbelievable
Caught up
In Surreal.

Hide behind,
those little lies
A victim to your biggest vice
Nothing said,
still falls short
When you've got
nothing
to report.
Burning want
To become seen.
portraying yourself
as propper & clean.

Here's the hint you've been looking for,
You can't win that game
Anymore.

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