rae-monroe
I'm not much of anything really, I'm not a writer yet, I'm not a poet, I'm not a musician; but I think that that's more exciting than being any of those things because I still have a chance to choose my future. / "Be not afraid of greatness, / Some are born great, / Some achieve greatness, / Others have greatness thrust upon them,"
Some nights
I ponder conversations
I perfect them
I think of all the things I should have said
Before realizing they never really happened
I walk up to someone and ask them
If they believe in love
And we go one a journey
And we fight dragons
We make promises
We meet witches
And gypsies
Sinners and saints
We wish for wings
And we fly away
With epic guitar solos
Forging our backgrounds
As we solemnly swear
That we will never let go
And then I open my eyes
And I awaken
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 8:00 AM UTC
There are moments
When all I can do
Is sit here
On these white sheets
And watch the sky
I fall apart
As the breeze touches me
It takes away
All the worries
Fears
Regrets
And leaves me with nothing
But my thoughts
I think about
The way you look
At three in the morning
With your head on my pillow
And your eyes half-lidded
While you smile
I think about
The way you talk to me
With your voice quiet
As you murmur poetry
Against my lips
I think about
The way we laugh
Loud and hard and crazy
We ache with mirth
And drown any and all sorrows
With everything
That we can find amusing
So, I stand on the balcony
Eyes on the sky
Palms up and praying
My futile thoughts
A nothing
In comparison to you
I drink in the atmosphere
As I stand here
Waiting for you
May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 5:39 AM UTC
We are the stardust
Of the broken
And the ******
We are the followers
Of angels
And of sinners
We walk alone
In fields of gold
And fields of green
We are the dreams
Of all the dreamless children
But, they say
I am different
And they say
We are not the same
Look up
Watch the sky
And listen
To all the cries
Of the alone
Who shriek in vain
We are part
Of a movement
Changing the world
In a matter of words
We walk alone
In step with others
Our brothers and sisters
Who we may not know
Today
We link arms
Away, away, away
We go
Illuminating the night
With the daylight
In our souls
Today
We form reality
Today
We form the world
May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 4:42 AM UTC
Everything seems bleak
Just let me go.
Just let me go.
I wanted a family
She'd cry
Let her go
I wanted revenge
He'd retort
Let him go
Let it be
You make me weak
Make me hurt
Make me cry
Make it stop.
Who are you, anyway?
I'm not sure
This has to end.
Let me go.
Stupid, that's what they'd call her
And then what?
Well, then she took on the world
Red lips. A flash of teeth. A grin.
And won
This has to begin.
Who are you?
**What am I*
What are you?
I am hope and faith and love.
Unstoppable
Unbreakable
Who are you?
You
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 1:09 PM UTC
On a cold November morning
She awakens
Her eyes
Sunken and unaware
Of the beauty
That lies ahead
All she sees
Are the fears
The weights,
Dragging
Pulling
Gnawing away
At her frail, fragile bones
She is lost
She is broken
She is gone
Sitting
In a ***** room
Picking up a pen
And trying
Desperate and futile
To take back
What she believes has died
She stops
The naked scars taunting
Watching from her forearms
She grins
In that eternal moment
She is perfection
Her scars smudge
Her flesh smooth
Those vicious weights
Nowhere to be found
She is free
Untouchable
She is the words
That she has written down
She is the future
Which she had feared
She is the reality
Which she can believe in
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
In a secret garden,
In the center of the sky,
She sits
She sighs
She smiles
Broken and torn away
Between the world of the living
And the alive
Awakened from the slumber
Shaken out of the dizzy spell
Of immortality
A wreath of flowers is lain at her feet
The angel gives a gentle, grateful grin
Her eyes are bright and happy
She feels love
She is love
She has lived only to give us hope
To give us faith
O, beautiful angel
With a crown of roses
And a houseful of memories
We thank you
For living
For being alive
For loving
For being in love
For giving love
O, guardian angel
Your throne in heaven
Built up with soil
And the smell and the sounds
Of the psalms and the prayers
Of the stars in the gold
Bursting into your kingdom of peace
Aug 5, 2012
Aug 5, 2012 at 6:29 AM UTC
'Do not be afraid'
They said to him
For there is no greater pain
Than that of death
And afterwards
As he looked grim
They took turns in telling him
That he would improve
Cancer
They repeated in his ears
Cancer
His brain chanted
It is eating me alive
But, as he looked up
At the ceiling
Of a sterile, cold
Hospital room
He realized they were wrong
The pain of death
Would sooner turn to a pleasure
Compared to the turmoil
Of his disease
Cancer
Again and again
They whispered to him
Hushing him
Lulling him to sleep with their evil, evil sighs
He did not believe their lies
The next day
He left the hospital room
He sat on the bus
And sat for hours
Going wherever
Fate wanted to take him
Everyday he did this
Everyday he tried to live
In another person's shoes
The bus driver's
The woman across the street
The man in the window,
At the motel down the road
He lived like they did
Until finally,
He realized
He did not want to live
Any life but his own
He went back to the hospital
He fought
He ached
He scarred
He broke down
And he won
Live no life but yours
He said to me as I wrote
Write any lives you want,
He repeated,
But live only yours
Aug 4, 2012
Aug 4, 2012 at 5:00 AM UTC
I cannot forget
The way you sat there
Watching, waiting
For me to understand
The way you leaned in
As if whispering a secret
Your deep, velvet voice
Humming in my ear
I cannot forget
The hope that tore through me
It wrenched open my chest
And blanketed my heart in warmth
The way you smiled
As though someone had told you
That all the love
In all the world
Was yours
I cannot forget
The way my blood ran cold
When you kissed me
When you took away
Every ounce of pain
Every moment of grief
Every second of unhappiness
And turned it into euphoria
I will never forget
Whether my old age takes over
Or if my mind escapes itself
Even if we lose each other
In the worst possible ways
I will never forget
The way we sit here
The way you lean in to me
The way you look at me
The way you kiss me
Your smell
Your laugh
Your smile
I will never forget this love
Aug 4, 2012
Aug 4, 2012 at 4:45 AM UTC