*I feel like there's a second layer
forming under my skin,
From all the words unsaid,
I bet you'd drown if I let you in.
You're tired, you say,
You don't want to learn how to swim,
So you're skimming over dead cells,
Meanings that have turned into antonyms.
Day after day the superficial layer
It's getting thinner,
What you were once acquainted with
are now the cells of a stranger.
'Cause suddenly they're all seeping
into my blood stream,
Words like bricks that form a barrier,
Talking from behind a filter screen.
I'm only sorry for one thing,
That is my pale secrets greeting the sunlight,
Till I found them in your shadows,
And you got used to silence overnight.
I wish I could lend you my skin for a day,
Like an open letter for you to read,
But I fear one word said too much,
Would make a frail vein bleed.
Now you don't recognize my hand anymore,
So I don't need yours then,
Lying to you has already become
Very much like a second skin.*
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 9:06 AM UTC
Her legs were determined to never tremble again,
Her breath was never shallow since that day,
She no more thought about her agonizing pain,
The price for someone’s cowardice, she would never pay.
The words unsaid, were no more hidden in her heart,
She spoke freely; her thoughts had gained wings,
A soul without fear, her spirit was ready for a new start,
She was at last, herself, a human, among other human beings.
Strings of hopelessness with which she was tied,
Were, by her soul’s fiery rage, torn,
That day, with sheer shame, a victim died,
With a new cry of vigour, a fighter was born.
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
Wore a dress today.
They told me I looked beautiful
In those colors and flowers,
Matching my messy hair.
Why...?
Should I change who I am?
Am I not beautiful when I wear,
Whatever I wear,
What my heart tells me,
My own way?
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 1:13 PM UTC
Strumming my fingers
Through your arms
As if I'm gently
Playing my guitar.
Music in the background
As if each vein,
trying to scream aloud,
whispers a sad
Yet beautiful story
Your scars try so hard to hide.
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
You may weigh a ton,
But it's so much better
having you in my arms
Than carrying a ton
on my shoulders
For not having you.
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
I think I loved you most the winter your heating was broken
And we’d stay inside all morning
Pretending to complain that we couldn’t get out of bed
Our clothes becoming little islands on the floor,
Ones that we could not quite find the courage to visit
Your hand stayed glued to my hip,
Your breath warming my shoulder
Like a long drag of whiskey
That kind that had a home so far away,
In a glass bottle on top of your refrigerator.
The one that would not be opened
Until that fateful day in February,
When everything went wrong
And on that unbearable night
When you joked that you’d freeze to death if I left you
There was a long silence
Like it might be true.
Now it’s warm enough
That I show too much skin when sitting in bars
And you avoid me like the plague,
Whispering in any girl’s ear that’s near to you
Every time you see me watching out of the corner of your eye
We should have stayed inside when the ice began to melt
Because I think
When those doors opened and we finally ventured outside
The world had changed,
And so had you and I.
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 10:06 AM UTC
i know now that you're long gone
from the tight grasp we once held each other in
we were kids. i get that.
young and naive, gullible as to what our friends say.
with a distorted image of love
because of the movies we see on the screen
the first time we whispered our i love yous
it was awkward until our giggles filled up the air
and that's when i knew i spoke the truth
when you left me alone, you never said good bye
you were literally just gone
you left my heart in a distinct contortion
and that's when i felt such desperation
To the first boy I've ever loved,
When you come across this poem,
Don't hesitate, you know **** well that it's about you.
Cause the only thing you've taught me is
Forever isn't true.
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
Tell her she's beautiful
Make sure you tell her every day
Even if she's in her sloppiest sweats and her baggiest sweater
Tell her she's beautiful
And mean it
She won't believe you
But never stop reminding her
Do your best to make her laugh
God she's beautiful when she's laughing
The way her nose wrinkles and her eyes squint
And when she shows that smile
You'll wish she'd never stop
Hold her tight when she cries
She hates showing it
When she has no one else be the one to hold her together
Make sure she never breaks
Squeeze her tight
Let her mascara ruin your shirt
Kiss her on the head let her know
It's going to be okay
She'll wake you up from naps
Just because she wants to spend time with you awake
She'll call you when she's drunk
Because she doesn't know whats going on and needs to hear your voice
She's going to love bothering you
All because she thinks it's cute when you're mad
She makes funny noises at the most inappropriate times
And she dances around the house and pretends to know what she's doing
She's a child sometimes I swear
But you'll learn to love it
Pick her up and kiss her
Kiss her
Like it's the last time
Every time
Look into her eyes
God she has gorgeous eyes
When you try she'll look away because she's shy
But should you get the chance
You'll fall deeper every time
Remind her you love her
And show her with every way possible
Sometimes she'll doubt it
But that's never an excuse to stop
Do whatever you can to put the doubts to rest
She can be a handful
Sometimes a bit too much
But never let her go
Sincerely
A painful memory
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 10:02 AM UTC
Why
Do we take
The best parts of us
And give them to others
Only so they can destroy us
Why
Do we put
Our happiness
In someone else's hands
Only so they can crush it to pieces
Why
Do we give
Everything we have
To people who don't even
Give a **** about our existence
Why
Do we allow
Our feelings to be played with
And complain
When we get hurt
Why
After all this
Do we still choose to love?
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC