truth buried within a cookbook

Add a little bit of truth in the mix
Bury it in cups of sentences
A pinch of darkness
Stir in that liter of death, himself
Teaspoon of loneliness
Knead together the memories of the last twelve years
Drain out home because you can't be there anymore
Bake it in that oven of optimism
Sprinkle on the blackest sunshine, because the sun will never set
And finally, cut a piece of truth and enjoy what you will never know

Posted in response to the challenge Recipe.

izz_midnight

NH

16 years old

Poetry

By izz_midnight

observation iii

We run back to your house,
The lights are still on,
And they cover your freckled face,
Like it's the sun.

The grass brushes our feet,
And the wind catches in your hair,

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By izz_midnight

observation ii

We sit out on the sand,
The fog covers the sky,
And blankets the world,
Like a shield.

The waves nip at our feet,
The water's cold
But I'm warm because you hold my hand,

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Poetry

By izz_midnight

observation i

We stand on the dock,
The sun has set,
But I can see your happiness
Even in the dead of night.

The streetlight's on,
The metal is all rusted
And covered in salt,

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