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Written by Kelly Ann Wilson

I wake up in a cold sweat
From nightmares at night.
They called you the life of the party
While I couldn't even look
Another human being in the eye.

Every nerve in my body lights up
When people I love and trust
Casually brush by me.
It plays over like a record in my mind
The sound of glass breaking.

I taught myself
How to cover bruises with makeup.
Oh, but I won’t say your name
In public.

Written May 28, 2024
© 2024 Kelly Ann Wilson

Echoes On The Wind

On a windswept reservation
Where bison use to roam,
The children sit in silence
On this land that that is their home.

Their tribal elders offer wisdom
Born of years upon the earth,
Lessons learned through sacrifice
As others questioned native worth.

The atrocities are well recorded
Though history attempts to hide,
Broken promises and treaties
Designed to stifle native pride.

A New Tomorrow

Look
Within
Heart in hand
Feeling true love
Forgetting the past
Grasping what is today
Preserving feelings we had
Planning tomorrow's actions
Actively creating new found love
Seeking to make the future much better

Something New

Rain rushes from the skies
Mixing with a single tear
The wind cuts through
Like every doubt, every fear

Lightning shatters my peace
Like the pieces of my mind
A distant thunderclap mocks
Of the girl I was and left behind

A tornado rages in my head
Demolishing my peace and joy
I plaster on a smile for you,
But it's just a tactic I employ

The fear paralyzes my heart
Yet I'm so tired of being afraid
It is time to get up and fight
Before my resolve starts to fade

The friend

The being that though was
A whisper in the wind,
A flicker of light in the vast night sky,
A dream weaving
Through the fabric of existence.
The silence before the dawn,
The breath before a spoken word,
My other half
Saw another soul,
Another presence in the world,
A different light,
A different dream,
A whisper meant for someone else,
A flicker in another's sky
So I remain,
A murmur in the wind,
A solitary star in the vast night sky,

Everybody

Red dances on the plate, it splashes introvert. Everywhere on the plate. The red.
Red like a under-introvert. It touhts the plate.
It can't stop

In front of my own chaos.

My childhood favorite toy

My childhood favorite toy
given by a family’s legacy gift
since at the early age of 10
with a black reading telescope
brought back fond memories
from many lessons that inspired
by the instilled of the astronomy
with the fascinating of the stars
across from the vast of the sky
intrigued by the passionate desire
In seeking a thirst for knowledge
filled with a curiosity of mind
for an in-depth understanding
how nature's instinct derived
from the inventive creative design

Your Eurydice

Darling, I would follow you anywhere.
Into the darkest parts of Hell, when my bones begin to ache and my spirit tries to leave my body.

I’ll trail around, solely a dog on a leash obeying its master.
I’ll cross oceans and deserts and climb to great heights and fall to the deepest depths with you as my guide.

I’ll be your most loyal companion and most ferocious protector.
When Hades knocks down your door, grim reaper with his scythe, I’ll bare my teeth and show my claws. He’ll take me with you or he won’t take you at all.

have you ever felt like a boquet of flowers?

You kept them after she gave them to you, and
slowly they dried out in the crisp stale air of your room in a trailer
in the deserts of New Mexico,
poor conditions thus yielding poor results and...
flowers don't live forever,
it doesn't seem to matter what you do.

But you kept them, and hung them on your wall
to solidify a spirit of hope maybe,
or to be a memento for something that felt like
it would last forever
if you just gave it fresh water every day.

The Flame!

75 Les Paul custom
25 year anniversary
cherry sunburst finish
best I'd ever seen
neck, straight and tapered
frets had been machined
jammed with it for five years
when incidentally
I sold it to a stranger
to meet financial needs
looking back, my heart still crushed
a foolish move indeed!
sometimes what we do for love?
remain a mystery!

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