Noni yaer: A Compilation of The Unfinished

Several poems or short bursts of thought that I've written over the past 6 months in an attempt to aid my therapy. Some are simply unfinished, some are meant to be that way.

I'm present, but not here.
     I'm alive, but not living.
  I'm hollow, but not leaking.
I simply exist.

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Use me, then store me away
so you can pick me up another day
& maybe then we'll see 
if we fit how I'd like us to-
like a lock fits a key.

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A tangerine sky.
My mind laid out
on a tarp, carried away
by yesterday's demons;
something I can't escape
as if in a dream from which I can't awake--
in the night I stalk with empty eyes

and

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I've spent six days 
at the bottom of the ocean, 
and for you I would surely spend six more
until my feet unbound or 
I washed ashore, but
on the seventh day they'll come
in the dawn and

Author's Note

These were the shortest of the bunch, so I decided to group them. I'll post the others individually. Please let me know what you think, I'm not sure whether or not I'll continue with the originally unintentional "and-" ending.

Reviews

[Adalia]

your writing voice is gorgeous
i'm jealous.
it's intriguing, i love it.
keep doing what you're doing, you're fantastic. :]

[Scarlet]

These are all well written. I especially love the first and last poems. The last poem, ending with "and-" is especially moving somehow... Really well written, I love your style. Keep up the good work!