#amaryllisbunnypoetry

[amaryllisbunny]

Hypersomnolence

Another day of sleep and sleep unrested surely me. This endless war without a sheep has curs-ed little me. I do not know the answer to the reason for this pain. For if I did I would go through  it all to keep me sane. From day to night and night to day it doesn’t matter when. “I sleep I sleep nonstop!” I say. no rest for me again… I’ve tried to keep it all going, but haven’t got a clue on how to go about this thing. I don’t know what to do. And then an answer came about. This riddle just been solved. The diagnosis sound it out. Some research got involved. Oh wait perhaps I need to tell you all just where it be. Look at the title look it well, and there it you can see.

[amaryllisbunny]

The Cost of Deception

Why did you have to tell a lie? Oh wait not one but six. Did you not think it’d make me cry? Turn brittle as some sticks? You know me well you know me not. How funny could it be? As you just play around and plot I fall into the sea. And then a time wrought with dreary, I haven’t but a dent. You see I’ve found your trickery can never have repent. Since all is done and fair and well and all the shit’s aside, I welcome you to try to dwell on all you tried to hide.

[amaryllisbunny]

A Gust of Distance & Remembrance

It's like a wave of push and pull. A sea churning turbulent. The sky's clouds disbursed, full.  A current after current.  When will it stop?  This unknown worry...  I'm scared, I hop.  I'm frightened surely.  A bed filled with beeping,  incessant wires a clip...  thoughts from your mind seeping...  when oh when, will this slip?  Alas! A simple fix forgot. The one just passed our thought. To keep the promise that we had, To keep in contact good or bad. Simple in its write but hard in its keep. Let's continue lest we weep.

But wait! We do but love one unto each. Hearts betwixt our hands but reach. In synchrony beat they do.  A love so simple yet so true.

[amaryllisbunny]

Rupture

How is it that I could have changed —

For him I might have won

But now it is too late for me

The deed has just been done

It feels as if the little glow

Of warmth with which I had

Was nothing more than hopes and dreams

How truly I am sad —

[amaryllisbunny]

Out of Reach

The petal dances free around,

she goes about her day,

Without the slightest mention of

Your curiosity,

And then you try to catch her glance

with nothing but a sigh,

You had no chance, and all is done

now go ahead and cry.