there was girl made of flowers and twine
they said she was the light
but all she saw was the darkness in the night
hands cupped like spring blooms
she held desire like burning fire
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 2:07 AM UTC
I am the fourteen year old girl held on the bed
I am the girl screaming in my sleep
I am the girl, crying, alone
I am the girl who watched others get hurt.
I am the girl who sent a ****** to prison.
I am my anxiety,
Welling like an oncoming flood in my stomach and
Hammering in my throat
I am my depression,
Back and forth, up and down, like a heart rate monitor
I am my trauma
Held deep in my body,
My muscles corded around the pain I can’t get rid of.
I am the girl who defied it all
I am the girl who made a difference
I am the girl who stood up!
And I am here,
I am the girl who is stronger than I ever imagined.
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 1:11 AM UTC
I spent near a quarter of my life thus far doing stupid **** for stupid reasons.
I had *** with boys because I could. It didn't change anything; I was still depressed, lonely, and bitter.
I smoked joints because I wanted to. I drank alcohol because there was nothing better to do. I smoke cigarettes because I was too young.
I spent useless years of my life obsessing over what other people thought of me. I spent meaningless time thinking I was in love with boys who didn't love me. I would have done anything for people who would have done nothing for me. I found myself and I lost myself.
I spent useless, meaningless, empty time thinking everything was fine, only to find myself here and now wondering what the **** I was doing.
So here I am. I will no longer waste my time, because I see that there is value in it.
Today my time is valued and important; do not waste my time.
Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 2:57 AM UTC
In some ways I know who I am today is the greatest person I could ever be.
In other ways, I know I could have done so many other great things.
I am successful, smart, strong. But did I follow the right path?
Had I pursued other dreams and opportunities, would I be a different person?
But why do I bother questioning my past? Who I am now is what matters!
...And yet...
Did I make the right decisions?
Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 12:42 AM UTC
do you wanna see the stars tonight
turn off the lights look in the mirror
your eyes ll shine so bright
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:43 PM UTC
Today,
I found half of a best friend's necklace.
It's a simple chain, a charm that has "Best"
engraved in a piece of green plastic,
a pickle with ogling eyes.
It must have been an inside joke,
a friend I promised never to forget.
I can't remember who.
Just a forgotten memory,
a long lost friend
who I may never
see again.
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:40 PM UTC
The first time your name kissed my lips
I knew this was it
I didn't know if you were just charming
Or if something about you was magic
But you stole my heart from the beginning
And I don't think I'll ever need it back
I have faith that you'll keep it safe
Constantly keeping me on track
Sometimes I wonder if you realize who you are
I've watched you grow, up close and from afar
Seen the subtle changes and what you've gone through
I can't take the pain away but I'm always here for you
That may sound a little cliche
But I don't care
A love like ours can't be faked
The first time I heard my name on your tongue
I knew the beginning of my life had just begun
I'm not sure if you knew it then
But you were my world, always have been
From the first moment your poetry spoke to my soul
I knew that without you I could never be whole
Sometimes I truly wonder if you realize who you are
To me? You're my best friend, my lover and my shining star
I would never change that for the world
And I hope I can forever be your baby girl
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:40 PM UTC
This is no way for the story to end,
you were supposed to complete me,
but there are so many pieces missing, my friend,
I know that is not really your fault,
but where should I begin?
Your stories are so funny,
and you look cute as hell,
but the real inferno is raging on inside you,
and that is a thing that I can never change.
You went silent, you fell apart,
you looked the other away,
now even if I see you,
I wonder if you are there.
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
Take the pieces of my broken heart,
If you want them,
Take each tear-drop as I fall apart,
If you want them,
Take all the words I wrote to you,
If you want them,
Take the songs I sang for you,
If you want them,
Because though I know you cannot belong with me,
I give everything I have to you,
And I hope that will at least make you smile,
Just once
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:38 PM UTC
I once professed my love to the wind...
I had professed that I admired the way
it had caressed my face.
The way it cupped my cheeks
and combed through
my tousled hair.
I once professed my love to the wind...
I had professed that I was infinitely enamoured
with its playful but gentle ways.
The way it would upset
the serenity of my clothes.
The way it would engulf me cool
on a hot sunny day.
I once professed my love to the wind...
I had professed that I get addicted to the way
it would reach into my lungs
and abscond with my breath.
Leaving me asphyxiated for a brief moment
before mischievously
introducing new air;
hale and fresh.
I still profess my love to the wind...
I'd profess my adoration for the way
she fills my sails full
and my heart full of hope.
For I am a lone sailor
in a crowded ocean.
Sailing in a vessel bound for nowhere...
Traversing time and space
with my love, my breeze...
my air.
.
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 4:38 PM UTC