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where did it all go wrong
i see my reflection
in the window
where did it all go
so wrong?
this woman wonders
where i lost my smile
i start telling a story
about a bathroom
floor and a horror
that visits my dreams
to this day
she tells me the name
of a great therapist
i give her the names
of all the drugs that
never worked for me
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years of decay
loneliness
is a weapon
sometimes
a broken heart
never heels
these old bones
have seen the
horror of endless
years of decay
pain is the only
companion that
doesn't have plans
in the middle of
the day
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a kiss and a bottle of wine
whispers
in the rain
long lost lovers
realizing time
can't be made
up over a kiss
and a bottle
of wine
it's that cold feeling
of what could have
been that haunts every
soul that ever dared
to love or be loved
the scars come with
the territory
those that can't take
the pain i would advise
to learn to take the baby
steps first
love yourself
sometimes,
that is the
hardest
of all
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to deal with anxiety
i guess the easiest
way to deal with
anxiety is to no
longer give a shit
be careful applying
this to all aspects
of your life
most people won't
understand and label
you an asshole
the joy is that other
assholes will recognize
you and give you that
nod of approval
look there, a whole
new set of friends
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another morning appointment
my mother hates
the mornings about
as much as i do
yet here we
are again
another morning
appointment, this
time at the dentist
she swears she
only takes these
appointments if
they are the only
time the place
has
i beg to differ
and casually
remind her of
all the mornings
she had to wake
up early for work
you are retired
now
you are allowed
to enjoy it
she tends to forget
that
and i wish i wasn't
the one to have to
remind her
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J.J. Campbell
jcampb4593@aol.com
https://evildelights.blogspot.com
https://goodreads.com/jjthepoet
J.J. Campbell (1976 - ?) is old enough to know where the bodies are buried. He's been widely published over the years, most recently in Jellyfish Whispers, Dumpster Fire Press, Terror House Magazine, Horror Sleaze Trash and The Rye Whiskey Review. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)
