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 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
You
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
You
You are only one person
But you have placed a smile
On the cracked edges of my lips
That have dried of laughter
Over the many days of angst.

You are only one person
But you have shown me beauty
Not only from your soul but
From my own soul that now seeks
A light which engulfs all darkness.

You are only one person
But you have done
What a million people
Couldn't have done.

You have made me appreciate
The morning sun
You have made me smile
At the midnight moon
You have made me live
Within the light
Rather than hide
Within the darkness.

You are only one person
But you have
Made all the difference
To this one person.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
I have four scars on my face.

The first one from a little girl
Apparently snatching toys
Is the equivalent of stealing
Hearts to a five year old girl.

The second one from a *****,
A ***** was lodged into tissues
And while weeping, I
Stupidly used a tissue that left
A ***** size scar.

The third one from a party,
One where I thought it would be
Smart to play traffic police to
A fight between two teenagers,
Screaming 'stop and go' for turns
Of punches.

The fourth one is a scar
That started in my heart,
A permanent indentation,
A resultant from too many sad days,
That forced a frown to be my natural face.
The fourth scar is the scar
That made me lose my smile.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
Go Away
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
Please stop trusting me.
I love you but you think that's a good thing.
It's not.

Stay away from me.
Don't you know that I'm poison?
I am.

Things don't work out for me.
You say someday they will.
They won't.

I love you so much more than you could ever know.
Go away.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
Today I saw a picture of me in your jacket
and my face fell down like rain
I just can't stop the racket
replaying in my brain
Thrown away
Thrown away
I'm not broken Daddy--please
Why did your love for me fade...
Nineteen days ago
I tore myself from you
Like the soft side of Velcro
Healthy enough to get a clue
Because you stopped calling me "baby"
You started to be grumpy
Didn't try to talk to me
All you did was touch me
In front of your friends like--
Like I was a prize
Which I sort of liked but
Then I realized
I became a body for you
Your way to accessorize
And now you're fine
Even when I said goodbye
My voice was shaking
Even after the news
Of you with her
Because I didn't want to hurt you
You were the boy who
Was better than the ones who bruised  me
And abused me
You used to hate the ones who used me
I don't know where your heart went
I held on so tight
But it slipped away
What didn't I do right?
I'm haunted by
The best memories of my life
I never thought you'd be added
To the faces that scare me at night
You protected  me
Scrubbed the dead skin off
'Til I was squeaky clean
And then you started making me feel *****
The worst part
Is that I feel guilty
Though you broke my heart
I'm just wilting
Like some stupid flower
You picked
Not because it was special
But because it was crying
Please leave me alone
Stop visiting me
I'm supposed to be safe at home
Please, please
I can't wait
Until the day
I stop loving you
And the things you say
Today I saw a picture of me in your jacket
And I wondered as I prayed
Why I deserve
The racket in my brain
This is about the ex love of my life.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
Sweet
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
I've met boys like you.
Sweet, so sweet.
I've met three, to be exact.
It took a year for the third
Three months for the second
Just a day for the first
To hurt me.
All three in different ways.
All three haunting me.
Part of me wonders how long it will take for you
To hurt me.
A bigger part of me doesn't want to find out.
and yet, this makes me a bad person
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bailey
Give me bruises,
So I cherish my fair skin.
Give me headaches,
So I enjoy the silence.
Make me cry,
So I appreciate when I'm dry.
Put me down,
So I'll always be going up.
If I fall,
I guarantee I'll stand up proper.
If I break,
I'll fix everything else.
Give me horror, so that I recognize true beauty.
Give me sickness, so that I am grateful for health.
Give me sorrow, so that I smile the biggest at the opportunity.
Tell me I'm terrible,
So that I'll always try harder.
Give me all you've got. I want to be stronger.
Another old poem
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Star Gazer
I gazed into your eyes,
And I want to bare my soul,
Without the coating of lies,
Bare it in its entirety, whole.

I gazed into your eyes and I realised,
That they are what dreams are made of.
 Apr 2016 Bre Woeller
Bree
Not cancer within our bones,
But it’s a cancer of our homes.
It’s a “hierarchy” deemed “alright”
But it’s a battle – a true fight.

It’s a longing for control and
It’s a simple punch, fist, hand
Or not even that. It could be
Lashing words that ignore her plea.

He denies her to her loved ones
For that’s who would step up with guns
Of love, ropes of safety. “Keep quiet,”
She’s told, which is now her best bet.

It’s shame that keeps her in silence.
It’s love that frees her from *violence.
I'm curled up on the bathroom floor
Wishing for something more
But what it is I do not know
Maybe love or a way to show,
My bleeding heart, the shattered glass
I hope this feeling will pass
Maybe a blade stained with red
Or a way out of my broken head
I'm gonna try to sleep  
So off to my bed I creep
Goodnight
Sleep tight
Goodbye
Don't cry, for me
I'll be free
I'll just stay and linger on
Until of natural causes I am gone
Seems the suffering can continue
I'm still ordering from this menu
My demons still can feed
My monster I still will need
My twisted life shall fallow and ensue
To push on is all I can do
I say this as I'm lying in my bed
Facing the next minutes with dread
Can't even think about the days to come
Think I need a lot more ***
If I sleep long enough, will I sleep through all I suffer
Buried here under the cover
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