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Best Poems Written by Paula Puddephatt

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Suicide Angel

they were all there 
the signs
neon
pastel
greyscale
signs
I guess they saw them at the time

but maybe she's just attention-seeking
right

they even saw her self-harm wounds
her emotional pain
externalised

and yet none of them
even
realised
or maybe they tried
but it wasn't enough

so she took her own life
and now they analyse
everything
even her Facebook status updates
analyse
everything
every detail
every sign

they see the signs
they panic now

but she's already dead
and the next one
is forming plans
in her head
but nobody is even noticing 
yet

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Emotions Spinning

a kaleidoscope of vibrant darkness
in my mind
that leaves my emotions spinning
like a fairground ride

wild horses 
escape the carousel
by night

and dreams enclose me

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Depression and Loneliness

There's nothing left.  Her passion died.
She's left with nothing but pain inside.
Depression won.  Who really cares?
Her heart and soul - all that she shares - 

counts for nothing to so-called "friends".

Easier to face the loneliness:
eternal, unending, almost loyal,
so comforting - just like 
a blade's caress.

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The Legend of Lucy Lightfoot

At seventeen, so radiant, 
hair raven black, eyes emerald green -
the local lads, they just don't stand a chance.
Lucy's heart is in the village church - 
the love of her life, a wooden effigy,
of a soldier who died long ago,
before Lucy's birth.

She has visited the tomb
every day since she was twelve.
She brings her lover flowers,
tells him details of
her daily life:
living on a local farm,
with her father and two brothers.

Then, one day, Lucy is riding
her beloved white horse, 
in the direction of the little church.
She gets caught in a storm,
so fierce.  The skies turn black.
She must reach the church,
her sanctuary from the violence
of the elements.
She tethers her terrified horse
to the rusty gate,
and soon she is safe, with her lover again.

Lucy's horse was later discovered,
frightened and alone.
But where did Lucy go?
No trace of Lucy Lightfoot was ever found - 
although...

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Confused and Broken

Can't analyse the type of love I feel
when all I want to do is scream: "Don't die."
It's not like Cancer.  It just seems unreal - 
and, even though, sure, I've been close myself, why

would I want to understand this?  Yet, I do - 
but won't accept that suicide's okay.
But, if it is, should I go that way, too?
Because you just won't see another way,

and I just can't face living without you.

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Three Years

How did she know obsessions that are mine?
The ones I hadn't even formed back then?
Could she tell whom I was to meet and when?
I'm with her - on sanity's borderline.

Three years have passed.  If feels like yesterday,
or else three hundred years ago instead.
She didn't need more people in her head,
knowing that all too soon, they'd go away.

What would have happened if she hadn't died?
Would she have left, or would it have been me?
She knew how these things always have to be - 
that certain issues can't be rectified.

Three years, since I first felt my engine stall.
Three years, and I've still not moved on at all.

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Eternal

I draw their spirits close to me and breathe,
and still I find, there's something to believe.
I need their energies to make me strong.
I hear the subtle echoes: Samhain's song.

Nobody feels my reason - hears my rhyme.
My rhythms only work in my own time.
My words - they might make sense in my own mind.
My friends need other words - ones I can't find.

There is an angel buried somewhere near,
who told me that there's nothing left to fear.
Now, all my friends who've passed or gone away - 
this is one life.  What more is there to say?

In this one life, I'll mend what I can mend.
True friendship is eternal - has no end.

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High On Life

when skies shine like topaz
and there's blossom on the trees
and a slight breeze
and you're watching some magpies take flight

when the world is so vibrant
and your heart is so light
and just for a moment
you're feeling all right

people might believe
you need alcohol
or drugs
or religion
or to fall 
insanely in love
with somebody

but no other "high" can  match
simply
high on life
in those moments
sweet and brief
pure and innocent
no-one's mind games can 
touch you
no-one has the power
to break or destroy you

you just want to bottle
the feeling
but you can't
and it's so sad
because it won't last 
and you know
it won't last
it can't last

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See Me Through

And if fresh fantasies might see me through,
and give my world a lighter, brighter shade or hue - 
must we still question what the mind can do,
or simply accept that, here and now, I write these words for you?

In my eternal darkness, I remain.
Yet, if I feel your spirit's light, then why complain?
There is some melody, even in pain,

and it's enough - that you can make me smile again.

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The Release

and when I cry, I feel it - the release
but still, this overwhelming pain won't cease
when we have one thing
we must lose the other
I need to focus on my dreams now
change my destiny
always, there is a new path to discover