February fourteenth
Is just a day of reminders
Of a broken marriage
And the years of loneliness
That went along with that
Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 6:54 PM UTC
We never fight
We spit venom in the form of
Snarky remarks, hurtful comments
And bitterness
But we never let the anger boil over
Into screaming matches or wet faces
Until long after one of us has gone to bed
And the tears start to pour
And all the hurt comes out
Until it's time to carry on
And pretend everything is okay.
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 7:29 PM UTC
Hearts break in so many different ways
For so many different reasons
Like mine broke when you denied me the love
That I needed and I craved
And yours broke when I found that love
Somewhere else.
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
You erected mountains in my mind,
Claiming real estate in my heart
That I never intended to allow.
I loved that mountain range.
But sometimes,
Sometimes I feel like you want to be
Nothing more than a rolling hill.
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 10:39 PM UTC
It doesn't matter how many times
I manage to break or fall apart
With the pieces of me that shatter on the ground,
Put back together and repaired with gold
This lovely mess that makes up me
Is the only me I'll ever want to be.
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 7:52 PM UTC
Already weak and vulnerable,
A poison in my mind,
You took advantage
You claimed I was strong,
Manipulated,
Used
Me.
But the unkindness of you,
Made me see the
Goodness in me,
And I
B
R
O
K
E
Free.
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 8:01 PM UTC
I was torn between
Living the life that I was used to,
Hiding behind my hair,
Being happy to go unnoticed,
And changing my life
And living to my fullest
Without a care
Of who is watching.
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 9:47 PM UTC
Maybe the spring will offer a chance
For me to re-root and grow again
Maybe I can take this season of rebirth
And take the pain,
Turn it around into good energy.
And let my heart bloom.
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
Memories of my past
Wait to be washed away
Like the dirt that hides
Underneath my fingernails
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 11:43 PM UTC
We see it on the weekly news
Another bomb, more people shot
We see it and we carry on
A moment of shock and then it's forgot
How many more people will die
Before we wake up and feel the rage
That will fuel the fire
That will make the change?
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC