maria-rodriguez
American
I love poetry. I love everything about it. How it gives you the freedom to write from the heart, allowing you to express yourself in anyway you choose. You can choose to follow a pattern, you can create a beautiful picture with just words,you can make a poem as long or short as you need to.. They don't need to be perfect, they just need to mean something to you. You can make it anything you want. I didn't really appreciate this until I was in my junior year of high school. I never used to even like reading poems, but my teacher gave me a new appreciation for them. She gave me something that I will always be thank full for, she helped me to see poetry in a new light and gave me a new way to express myself that has since, helped me get through some difficult times. I can't even begin to say how greatfull I am for this. Thank you so much Mrs.Edwards. I hope more people are able to find the beauty and peace a poem can bring.
I found someone that doesn't want to fix me
Someone that doesn't want me to be perfect "because perfect is boring"
That finds me wonderful just the way I am
That doesn't want me to cover my cracks and scars
And when I ask why I'm told that they make me who I am and he doesn't want me to be anyone else
I don't know how I got so lucky to find my guy,
But I am so glad I finally did
He's not perfect, but he's exactly right for me
He doesn't want me to be perfect
He just wants me
He makes me laugh and smile
Most of all he makes me happy.
Even if I could, I wouldn't change my past because then I might not be here with my guy
And I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
You see the smile,
You hear the laughter.
I show you who I wish I was.
Not who I am.
You don't see my tears.
You don't hear my sobs.
I don't show you, what I really am.
I hide all my broken pieces.
I hide my tears and smother my sobs.
Mostly though,
I hide me
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
Songs about Hate, about Hope.
Songs about Love, about Life.
Songs about Heartache.
Songs about Everything.
Songs that make you Laugh
Songs that make you Cry.
Songs to calm your Nerves.
Songs to heal your Aching Heart.
Songs, so many songs.
They are everything.
Giving you another chance to start over.
I'm falling apart,
So I play another song to help me fix my broken heart.
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 4:06 PM UTC
I can't look at you
without seeing him.
I can't look at you
without remembering.
I can't look at you
without everything haunting me.
I can't look at you.
I just can't look at you.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 1:08 PM UTC
Pop the top,
take a drink.
Sit back, relax,
close your eyes.
All is well.
Pop the top,
take a drink.
Let your drink
slide down your throat
to wash away your day.
Pop the top,
take a drink.
Just one more.
It doesn't matter.
Not with a drink in your hand.
Pop the top,
take a drink.
One last drink.
Just one more.
Always one more.
Pop the top,
take a good look.
Is this what I've become?
Always needing one more,
taking one more drink
to numb the pain.
Pop the top,
pour it down the drain.
One more drink
will make me numb,
but it won't change a thing.
Pop the top.
Close your eyes,
take a breath.
It's gonna be alright.
It's gonna be ok.
Let it out.
Pop the top,
not on a bottle,
but on your emotions.
Pop the top,
let it out.
Let the memories,
be washed away,
with one last good-bye.
Pop the top,
put it down,
walk away.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 1:05 PM UTC
I'm afraid to get close to you
I'm afraid to open up to you
I'm afraid to let you in
I'm afraid that when I wake up
you won't be there
I'm afraid this was all just a dream
I'm afraid that this was real
I'm afraid that you'll realize
you can do so much better
I'm afraid to let you see the real me
I'm afraid I won't be good enough
I'm afraid you'll leave me
and take my heart with you
I'm afraid to hold you close but
I'm also afraid to let you go
I'm afraid of it all
But mostly
I'm afraid I'll never meet you
I'm afraid you don't exist
I'm so afraid
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 10:15 PM UTC
I'm being eaten alive
from the inside out.
i can feel it
It's oozing and festering
trying to consume me.
I close my eyes
and I can see it
this little monster
growing bigger by the day
Glowing eyes,
a grin filled with mischief
covered in pus and boils
It's filled with
my rage and sorrow.
it feeds off of all my negative emotions.
I try to hide it
to close it off from the rest of me.
It just makes it worse
I'm afraid to let it out
but it's boiling over
it's consuming me
Eating me alive from the inside out
Until I am nothing.
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 10:04 PM UTC
You made me feel special
Like I was worth something
To you I was not just pretty
But perfect
I thought it would mean something
I thought what we had was special
I was wrong
You told me all the right things
You held me close as we danced
You knew exactly what to do
You took care of me
But when it was all said and done
I wasn't all that special
I wasn't pretty or perfect
I wasn't anything special
It meant nothing to you
I meant nothing to you
We had nothing
You made me feel cheap
***** used.
I didn't matter
In the next room, totally forgotten
Out of sight out of mind
It was my fault,
Just as much as it was yours
I will own it
I will move past it
I will pick up my broken pieces
And keep moving forward
No matter what,
I refuse, to let you make me feel worthless
I refuse to let this break me.
I don't need you
To make me feel special
But for that one night,
I wanted to be something special to you.
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 9:50 PM UTC
What do you see
When you look inside me?
What do you see
When you look in my eyes?
Can you see
The scared little girl
I was growing up?
Can you see
All my insecurities?
Can you see
All my secrets?
What do you see
When you look at me?
What do you see
When I stand all alone?
Is it a girl
So lost and afraid
She can't look you in the eye
and ask for help?
Is it a woman
Strong and confident
In who she is
And what she wants?
What do you see?
What do you see?
A strange mix of both?
Neither?
What do you see
When I finally,
Look you in the eye?
Can you see
All my broken pieces?
All the scars?
All the things
I've tried to hide?
Can you see it all?
Or
Is that just
What I see
When I finally
Manage to look at me?
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 9:23 PM UTC
Unrequited love
Broken friendship
Absent father
Trying to get though them as best you can
A broken heart
A battered soul
A shattered mind
Can't get through them
They've happened one too many times.
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 9:54 PM UTC