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 May 2015 Marie Belle
cursed
I still remember the day you walked into my life. It was lightly raining and the sun was just starting to come out, but it was still dark and gloomy. It's funny how the moment I see that geeky-looking kind of guy, I never thought I'd be so in love with him till today. It's frustrating that I can't re-live that moment, but I'm happy that I've met you.*

But, all of this jealousy seeing you with her, daydreaming and running away from life, it's not healthy for me. I am very sure that I love you as I keep on giving excuses for all the pain you've caused me. I still think of your feelings after all the pain. I was ready to be there for you even after ending things. This isn't healthy for me, I know, but I can't help it when it comes to you.
that was a long hiatus. but here is a moment of my life right now. Painful, and barely holding on to my own life and feelings.

(n.a)
 May 2015 Marie Belle
aphrodite
If you give a girl a with a big heart your broken pieces,
she will gently pick them up and carry them in her soft hands,
and pay no mind to your sharp edges.
She will try to glue you back together
and she’ll do it in a way that made you forget you were ever broken.
With scratched finger tips and ****** palms,
she’ll lift you up to the sun,
letting it's blinding rays shine through you
to show you that even the worst things have things to love in them
and that even the shattered can again be whole.

If you give a girl with a big heart your body,
she will study you like an archaic God.
She will learn your curves and surfaces like braille,
she will adjust her hearing to the pitch of your laughter
so that no matter how far apart you become,
her ears will perk up like a dog's when you giggle,
and she will smile, knowing that you smile.

If you give a girl with a big heart your time,
she will make each second feel like infinity,
and each sunset like the end of the world.
You'll forget that the universe is as vast and wondrous as it is,
because you will be so captivated by the light that she emits
right where she sits,
by your side.

And if you take from a girl with a big heart,
please,
for the love of God,
do not take it all.

If you take from a girl with a big heart,
please remember that her love is not a renewable resource.
The wind and the sun and the water will forever be there to serve you but
she will run dry, and become another fact of history that will one day be forgotten.

If you take from a girl with a big heart,
please remember how sharp your edges were before her,
how lifeless your body was before she touched it,
and how meaningless time was before she made it into something magical.
**
 May 2015 Marie Belle
Chris
.

My heart held the pen
as I wrote you a note
Then set it a sail
on a tiny red boat

It sailed cross the sea
then onto a great lake
Followed the tide,
stardust left in its wake

Fueled by the breezes,
the cool evening air
Smooth on the waters
with something to share

Made it a shore
where you sat on this night
To deliver the message
my heart it did write

A small piece of paper
with words just for you
So that when you read it
you'd know what to do

It said that I love you
beneath these moon beams
Sleep well my darling,
have the sweetest of dreams
Good night Beautiful
Looks can ****
so they say,
but words can't hurt at all.

But whoever came up with the idiotic saying,
"Sticks and stones can break my bones,
but words can


Never

hurt me."


Has obviously never had a dictionary thrown at them.

Because words do hurt,
they think we can ignore it,
but the breaking point,
when is that?

They say it'll stop eventually,
but what if eventually isn't soon enough,
before...

The Breaking point.

The breaking point,
no one knows where it is,
but it kills,
everyone dies in the end.

But others aren't that lucky,
when they aren't looking,
tragedy happens,
and it sneaks up on them,
it forms,
from their own thoughts,
a knife,
it will ****.

they are called words.

Words make the breaking point,

the breaking point,
where no one knows where it is.

But,

It kills

Words are the deadliest of weapons,
they cause death, destruction,
and everything.

Wars form from...
words.

They are the destroyer of the human race.

So next time someone tells you to toughen up,
or that stupid saying,
or that it will eventually go away,
don't believe them,
it won't,
you have to be strong and break the words.

Like a wall,
they block you,
destroy them,
be a wrecking ball,
because they will come down,

and you will be,

victorious

You will win against...

*The Breaking Point.
stop bullying please. They don't know, it hurts.
I ran out of rhyme to make you feel,
What I keep on doing to you, is what I need-
Words to help you think that this is all real,
Yet your interest was never on my deed.

I tried- and keep on trying to continue,
This momentum felt only by few-
Though I was exhausted, tired with no clue.
Still connecting the dots you drew.
I was a caterpillar ,
before I became a butterfly .
The pain I had to endure in order to transform into the beauty I am today .
This is my tale .

In the forest there was,
My cocoon wrapped in the finest silk,
With a power to live in a colorful world.
To dream and conquer goals.
A Vivacious soul spinning in the purest silk
Growing and maturing as I spun.
Wishing for freedom with my beautiful wings,
Counting the days to be free and soar
as a lively butterfly
until
You winded into my community
Lured my queen and her uneven monarch.
Tempted to sabotage my purity.
For that you,
Lured yourself into my vulernable cocoon
with that trust,
you decided to disrupt my process.
How can one man ruin my nesting site?
And I had faith in you ,
to be a figure
I never had.
I wanted.
My heart ached for it.
I needed it.
To be loved .
To be nurtured.
To never be like those stray dogs
looking for a home.
This was the moment .
Where....
Innocence stripped, heart captured.
My Freedom gone.
You were naive to comprehend
On what you were doing...
You would stab my cocoon
with your sickening poison .
Over and over you stabbed .
Ruptured the veins of my innocence .
To break my finest silk .
Purity banished.
Stabbing your poison was
Making my cocoon
useless ,
worthless ,
unwanted,
colorless,
I tried to run and I tried to scream
but I was devoured by this poison
It was the love I deserve.
Couldn't escape , numb to the pain
For every poison injected, I began to
Question God?
Where was he ?
when I shed out a tear of help.
Where was he?
when my cocoon was destroyed.
Was I loved God?
when I muffled help in your name.
I hated myself ,
I stay in my cocoon
afraid to see my future.
I wasn't going to be a beautiful butterfly
Battered Butterfly
My life seemed to be colorless
No one wants a battered butterfly
My life....
It seemed it had ended
when poison sunk onto my helpless body .
No one wants a battered butterfly
Imprisoned to these chains.
Being poisoned every night by different
Predators.
Oh God....
Those predators ...
Battered lifeless little butterfly
Was I ever loved in my nesting site?
But then again nobody loves a battered butterfly
How can I reach to heaven when
I was worthless.
Believed I was a vile *****.
Tricked into a poison of hell.
Battered Ugly Butterfly
***** Little butterfly.
There was no light in tunnel
There was no holes in my silk
To escape this poisonous nest.
Why?
Because I believe nobody wants save a battered butterfly
How can the man I trusted ruined me.
I thought you could be the one to complete my lovely monarch .
To complete the missing piece.
But you continued to misuse me.
To haunt me.
To barricade my heart
To own my soul
But one thing I can truly say
You never once won over me.
You never imprinted my change.
I endured your pain
That was a sign of God
To show me what strength I am capable of.
That was the light that I found,
You had no control to inflict pain anymore.
Because I became impervious to your pain.


I am a beautiful butterfly
reigning over my monarch
with no thought of you.
**That is my freedom
Speaking out on my ****** abuse
I don't know
How they
Can sleep at night
After hurting
One who is
Different
And laughing
Because they did

I don't know
How I
Can sleep at night
After knowing
That
Such horrible
People exist
Because they do

I look around
And all I see
Is Humans
Without Humanity

How will we survive
Without
Mercy
Caution
Love
Without hurting us all
He was just a boy that I would see everyday.
  No one would speak to me, but him.
  He was the rainbow when my days were gray.
  He was tall, tan and slim.

  We talked a lot throughout that year.
  The hours ran pass us so fast that we’d forgotten the time.
  He left me in tears with his sudden act to disappear,
  Now our conversations only exist overtime.

  He reaches me, bringing back old feelings.
  He says he wants me back but I have to be strong; I say no.
  The memories of us are constant beatings,
  But I’ll never forget he lost faith; he let me go.

  He said, “I’ll never leave you, this is forever”  
  Oh, how much I said “never say never”.
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