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 Dec 2017 CrookedMantis
mythie
Some days, it's hard to get out of bed.
You wonder "Why bother."
Nobody loves you.
There are so many thoughts in your head.

But, what I'm about to say is true.
There's a whole world waiting for you.
You're needed whether you believe it or not.
Just hold on one more day.

You're gorgeous.
You're capable.

I may not even know your name.
But I can tell you, I've felt the same.
You feel as if you have no friends.
Except for the metal that runs across your skin.

I know that you're better than this.
You're worth more than this.
So pick yourself up off the ground.
You can begin again.

You're gorgeous.
You're capable.

You can believe in yourself.
Even when nobody else is there.
Because if you go.
My heart would shatter.

You are stronger than them.
Prove them wrong.
Rise up.
You are capable of this.

You're gorgeous.
You're capable.

I promise you this.
 Dec 2017 CrookedMantis
mythie
Wherever you are,
I'll always be by your side.
I'll always hear your voice.
I'll make sure you never will cry.

Wherever you are,
I'll love you unconditionally.
I promise you this.
Sealed with a kiss.

Wherever you are,
I'll make sure you're alright.
I'll always sing you lullabies.
I'll make sure you smile every night.

Wherever you are,
I'll carry your problems on my shoulders.
I'll always make you smile.
Especially when you walk down that aisle.

Wherever you are,
I'll never say goodbye.
I'll make sure you're safe.
I'll cuddle you all the time.

Wherever you are,
I'll make an oath.
To love you forever.
Our love will never sever.
 Dec 2017 CrookedMantis
mythie
Warm bed.
Suffocation.

Lukewarm water.
Drowning.

Dishes upon dishes are stacked.
Tumbling.

Down.
Down.
Down.
Down.

Another day, another relative in the grave.
Salty tears can't turn back time.

I never caressed, I never cared.
But I did care.

Wet pillow.
Drying.

Cry.
Cry.
Cry.
Cry.

Take a watch and turn back time.
Where would you like to go?

Go back to everybody you forgot existed?
Or maybe spend more time with the people you didn't?

Help out your family more often?
Because you never did so before.

Never.
Never.
Never.
Never.

You can't go back, you know that right?
Why are you crying?

They're dead, they all are.
It's over now, forget it.

No matter how many times you say it, it's meaningless.
"Sorry."
 Dec 2017 CrookedMantis
mythie
Blue.
Red.
Yellow.
Green.

Little hands, touching a static screen.
Smearing lipstick and singing into a hairbrush.

Bigger hands, tracing a phone screen.
Wearing lipstick and standing on stage.

Holding hands, walking down the street.
Holding a clutch, walking a red road.

Black.

Long karaoke car drives with friends.
Quiet flights amidst a night sky.

Cranberry juice with girlfriends.
***** martinis in an apartment alone.

Friends with everyone.
Friends with the flashing lights, reflected in eyes.

Blue.
Red.
Yellow.
Green.

Lovers.
Tabloids.

Smoking.
Coc­aine.

Break-up.
TV Shows.

Black.

Waking up in a cold sweat.
Your heart bursting through your chest.

Diamond jewellery to your left.
Empty cigarette packets and beer cans to your right.

Asking yourself the same thing you've asked since.
Are you still having fun?
jenna holiday - 21
 Dec 2017 CrookedMantis
mythie
Chocolate coloured eyes.
Mesmerise me every time.
Your cherry red lips.
Your moonlight glow.

Everything about you makes my heart swell.
It's twice as big.
I can feel it pound.
Every beat resonating.

Is this a teenage dream?
You make me so warm inside.
My face goes red.
And that's only when we talk.

Even though we're worlds apart.
I can feel you near me.
The sky we see is not the same.
But that's okay.

I can take a white rocket.
Go wherever you are.
The clouds and stars in the sky.
Are nothing compared to the beauty you are.

Every time you smile, a love song plays.
You do something crazy to me.
I try to hide what I feel.
But I can't whenever I'm with you.

I don't usually write poems.
Not for other people, at least.
But for you, I'll write these words.
My soul imprinted on your screen.

You mean so much to me.
Calling me something tame like "Cutie" kills me.
Do you not realise how much power you have?
You're the reason I wake up in the morning.

The seasons will change.
But my love will stay the same.
My feelings haven't lingered this long before.
So just read these words before I forget how to say them.
i love you, meri.

— The End —