She looks in the mirror
At the age on her face
"I wonder what he thinks
of me this way?"
She considers her weight
and the pores on her skin
She thinks out loud
"I don't deserve him."
She picks apart
the woman he loves
Separating her worth
from all that she does
He looks in her eyes
and caresses her face
He sees it glowing with love
and full of grace
The lines on her face
he views with pride
Recounting the victories
each time they've been tried
The weight that she carries
is that of a mom
Nothing's too heavy
She just marches on
These bodies will perish
and mirrors offer no truth
True love abides
beyond the corridors of youth
No, she doesn't deserve me
Perhaps God can see
Conceivably, one day
I'll be as worthy as she
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 8:35 PM UTC
A boy saying I love you
usually means
I want to sleep with you
and though we girls may forget our selves at times
seem careless or revealing,
its because we do it
for those magical words to cross our hearts
even when we know they are not true
we like to think one day they could be so
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 12:31 AM UTC
The bones in your body will lay to rest
After your blood runs cold,
Trapped beneath your skin,
Leaving you frozen within yourself.
The stories and memories that once were of you,
Forgotten in the pages as they burn in a white fire
From the deepest, depths of hell.
Your name will be but a shadow of time,
Time lost in eternity to never return.
Until your soul rises,
You shall be never more than a body lost in earth,
Where the flames grow stronger
And your spirit becomes weaker,
Longing for it's desperate escape.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
He looks at me and smiles, dangerous.
His lies hidden but the devil-may-care.
I put on a brave face, seems courageous.
But everyday lived is full of despair
And now my bones become weak and fragile
Left to rot. I fight my own battle.
It's empty inside, hiding in the dark
Unable to control my thoughts, I'm insane.
I see him and my body struggles to
Respond. I forget how to process words
His love was the sweetest sin, nothing new.
My heart feels as if it's picked at by birds.
Tortured memories haunt my cold shadow.
Hurtful words never run out of ammo
He was my trigger. It's a ****** mess.
They're gonna take me to Mental Health Service.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
You change, I'll change.
You say you love me, I say I love you.
You smile, I'll smile.
You break my heart, I'll never forget.
you leave me, I'll wait till you come back.
You're my addiction, I'll be obsessed.
Stay with me forever, or I may never rest.
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC