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269 · Feb 2020
I’m a Fake (2020)
Willow Branche Feb 2020
Lies, Lies, it’s all a bunch of lies,
Everything that comes out of this hole of mine,
Lies, Lies, why are you surprised?
You’ve caught me before — time after time.
So many lies got me confusing myself,
So give me the liquor off the highest shelf.
Except I don’t drink, I don’t kiss, I don’t tell,
Ive created a paradise in my own private hell.
It’s built up completely of my perfect little lies,
I’ve become the person that I most despise,
All I do is cheat and look you dead in the eyes,
Tell you what you want to hear and listen to your cries.
No remorse, not a care, not a single **** given,
My truthful story, it must stay hidden,
Cause you see all these things are wrong and forbidden.
You threaten to leave me, and I know you’re not kidding.
So I must keep up this clever disguise,
I must keep lying to your beautiful eyes.
So I ask you now, why even try?
Do yourself a favor, and just say goodbye.
Willow Branche Jan 2020
I'm hemorrhaging out of my chest
where my heart used to be.
He just threw the kitchen sink at me.
I couldn't dodge it, for It was too large.
I couldn’t  evade his powerful charge.
Every insult, that one can imagine,
Spewed from his mouth, begging for a reaction.
I tried to stay strong, I couldn’t break down,
I held back my tears, I kept in my frown.
It’s always the same, night after night,
So why even bother to put up a fight?
Now as I lay dying, an empty shell
I sit here alone in my own private hell.
262 · Mar 2014
Untitled (2013)
Willow Branche Mar 2014
My mind is a dangerous place to live. It's so cramped and loud, and your neighbors are demons. You try to escape, but there are no doors. The windows are caked thick with blood and the sunlight burns your eyes. Where there use to be innocence, there is only darkness and pain. The hatred fills your lungs like a black tar - it becomes hard to breathe. You fall into madness, gripping for anything, anyone, but there is nothing but the sound of your own screams.
Willow Branche Jan 2020
I'm like a bird and he cut off my wings.
The cage is open but my heart it stings.
Now I'm his puppet - ******* by strings,
He's burying me alive.

Cement and rubble weigh me down
Heads under water so I will drown
I have no choice - he wears the crown
He's was always by my side.

I scream aloud for all to hear
But he won't let a person near
I live in existential fear
He's gonna watch me die.

I'm tired now, lost too much blood
He kicks my face down in the mud
To get his way, he'd push and shove
And so I say Goodbye
260 · Jan 2020
Tarditive Dyskinesia (2020)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
Chew them up and spit them out.
Focus now. Now talk.
Nope — can’t speak the words aloud.
My mouth is filled with caulk.
Visions of words play out in my head
But I can’t get them to play nice.
Instead things have to be left unsaid.
Or I will pay the price.
Can’t risk it. Can’t say it.
It’s wriggling out of control
Can’t chance it. Can’t do it.
Can't say anything at all.

“Chew it up, and spit it out.
Spit it out. Spit it out.
Chew it up, and spit it out.
Spit it out Already!”

Spasms before they leave your lips
You’re ******* the words up
You apologize again for it.
An overflowing cup.
****** distortion. Mental exhaustion
Teeth clamped down tight.
Depression sets in, the fear sinking in
You  try with all your might.
Chewing on yourself again,
Embarrassment creeps in.
It’s not about if it will happen,
The question is “when?”

“Chew it up, and spit it out.
Spit it out. Spit it out.
Chew it up, and spit it out.
Spit it out Already!”

The muscles are darting,
oh no it’s starting,
Your hands begin to shake.
Your tongue slides left,
Your neck bends right.
How much more of this can I take?
You want to run
You want to hide
But there’s nowhere to go.
You can’t run away from it,
Your face you have to show.
You try to stay as still as you can
So no one else can see,
You just want to cut out your tongue
But speech is a necessity.

“Chew it up, and spit it out.
The song must be sung.”
Can’t chew it up, or spit it out
This disorders got my tongue.
Willow Branche Jan 2020
It’s all about the way you care,
With no ulterior motives there.
It makes a difference if to try and fix this,
You lay your soul out bare.

You can try, you can try, you can try to cut her down, but she’s not fallin,
You can try, you can try, you can try to pull her down, but she’s not movin,
You can try, you can try, you can try to make her drown, but she’s not drowning,
No she’s not drowning again!
She’s not dying again!

Desperation sound,
Makes her come around.
It means more when you are bleeding.
It makes her feel found.

You can cry, you can beg, you can try to change her mind, but she’s not changin.
You can snoop, you can sneak, you can lie right through your teeth, but she’s not believin.
You can push, you can shove, you can try to force her love, but she’s not loving.
No, she’s not loving you again!
She’s never looking back there again!

Don’t call her sadistic,
That will make her ballistic,
She’s just a willow tree with her roots in the ground.
She’s just animalistic.
So don’t try to change her or tear her down.
Herself, she’s finally found.
Willow Branche Jan 2020
Cat-calls and glances meant to sting
**** her heart - what a tired thing.
“Too big a heart” she spoke before.
Now her heart, it pleads “No more!”
She caresses my bones, fluid, moaning
This empathy leaves me open, groaning
Confusion settles in like a sickness.
What can she possibly do to fix this?
So she settles for the knife like
She settles for the pipe
She settles, she settles,
she settles, she settles.
She settles, she settles,
she settles, she settles.
Nothing anymore. Sweating. Broken.
She swears her heart will never reopen.
The pain in her eyes, left unspoken
She swears at God hoping someone will hear her choking.
What can she do to fix this?
So she settles for the knife
Like she settles for the pipe.
She’d rather take her life
Than be bound to this strife so
She settles, she settles,
she settles, she settles.
She settles, she settles,
she settles, she settles.
220 · Jan 2020
Until Then (2019)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
When you wrap your arms around me girl,
My heart - it does sing.
I can’t yet shout it from the rooftops,
Or indeed his wrath I’ll bring.
I hold my tongue and bite my lip,
Your scent still lingers here.
I only want to call you mine,
And yet, I must wait a year?
You’re not just another fish in the pond,
You are certainly special to me.
Yet, he doesn’t know my feelings for you,
So my secret you shall be.
My secret you shall be,
My secret you shall be.
My little angel gave me hope,
She’s oh so kind to me.
My secret you shall be,
My secret you shall be.
Has my soul found its match?
We will have to wait and see.
I never want these wonderful feelings,
To come to an end.
But we must wait until I’m free,
Until then, you’ll be my “Friend”.
217 · Jun 2019
Written by W. W.
Willow Branche Jun 2019
She sighs a breath, heavy and weary.
Her spirit is broken, her heart becomes dreary.
Her eyes, forlorn with the secrets she keeps,
Her mind is restless, for never she sleeps.
Her limbs are in shackles, unable to move,
Her belly too twisted to digest her food.
The days turn to weeks, as she begs for escape,
Her nightmares turn real as her demons take shape.
She screams for release from her personal Hell,
But her throat closes tight and her eyes start to well.
Her vision turns dark and her chest burns hot,
She reaches for help with the last strength she’s got.
Her soul curls and hardens, as her pain starts to billow,
Her suffering finally takes form:
A Weeping Willow.

Amanda Lynn Houck (2019)
204 · Jan 2020
Contemplation (2019)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
Why does it have to be so hard?
You’ve left my broken heart
Why do I put up such a guard?
We’re here falling apart
Love me gently. Mind your screams.
You never could have known
Tears fall down in constant streams.
You chill me to the bone
Watch me turn away from you
Beg me not to go
The smoke surrounds me far from you
Up high is where I’ll go
Can we save this bleeding heart?
Is it worth the fight?
My heart says “Let it fall apart”
And maybe it is right.
What’s the point of this charade?
Round and round we spin
I’m dying where my head has laid
Please forgive me of my sins.
Why does it have to be so hard?
You’ve left me here to die
You’ve played your final hand of cards
So now I say goodbye.
200 · Jan 2020
The Proof (2019)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
PULLING the edges
Until THE blood comes through
The darkened SKIN
Never new TO you
Turn them into permanent FIXtures
Turn THEM into scars
Line your body with a constellation
of crooked moons and stars
RIPPING until it hurts
BECAUSE the PAIN IS the best part
Let THE PROOF run down your face
Prove you have a heart
DIG a little deeper NOW
til your nails turn red
Careful now SWEETHEART,
Any more and YOU'RE DEAD.
200 · Jan 2020
Stunned (Song) (2020)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
I’m her eyes, I am more than the sum of my parts.
In her eyes, I am more than the dust in the air.
I’m her eyes, I’m strong and my beauty is real, oh
But that’s not the way that I’m supposed to feel so,

SHE STUNS ME! Like a bolt of electricity.
SHE STUNS ME! Like the heat of a fire that I can’t see.
SHE STUNS ME! Now she means everything to me.
She stuns me, she stuns me, she stuns me. Oh,
She stuns me, she stuns me, she stuns me.

In her arms, I melt down to nothin.
In her arms, my soul has come back home.
In her arms, I’m really starting to feel something,
But that’s not how these things usually go so,

SHE STUNS ME! Like a bolt of electricity.
SHE STUNS ME! Like the heat of a fire that I can’t see.
SHE STUNS ME! I’m starting to feel like this ain’t the death of me.
She stuns me, she stuns me, she stuns me. Oh,
She stuns me, she stuns me, she stuns me.

Because of her, my world has flipped on its head.
Because of her, there’s a sweeter smell in my bed.
Because of her, the darkness is turning to light.
Because of her, with my demons I will put up a fight

I will treat my flesh as if it were hers,
Instead of blood, I’ll use ink to write out my words.
I can claw, I can fight, I can heal from these burns!

SHE STUNS ME! She breathes the life right back into me,
SHE STUNS ME! My heart has burst into flames you see,
SHE STUNS ME! Now i can be who I want to be!
She stuns me, she stuns me, she stuns me.
She stuns me, she stuns me, she stuns me.
She stuns me, she stuns me, she stuns me.
A song for her.
Willow Branche Jan 2020
Slip right through my fingers
Breathe her in
She is the beautiful
Embodiment of sin
Flesh meets flesh
I’ll hold her forever
Here in this haven
We’ve created together
Hover softly, gently now
Break the silence
Never the vow

Need like oxygen
Hold me close
Never, ever, let me go
Don’t leave me here
I’m just a ghost
Never, ever, let me go.

Eyes of maple
Lips like wine
Her gaze, her grace
I’ll make them mine
She sees my pain
Looks past the smile
Let’s stay here
just a little while
There’s a fire inside me
I can’t seem to put out
So i let her engulf me
Burn through the doubt
I get lost in her soul
Tangled up in her hair
Suddenly the world
Runs out of air

Need like oxygen
Hold me close
Never, ever, let me go
Don’t leave me here
I’m just a ghost
Never, ever, let me go.

She’s everything you’ve ever wanted
(Please don’t let me go)
She’s everything you’ve ever needed
(You’ll leave me feeling low)
She’s all you’ve ever dreamt of
(We can take it nice and slow)
But god told me once before
You reap just what you sow.

Need like oxygen
Hold me close
Never, ever, let me go
Don’t leave me here
I’m just a ghost
Never, ever, let me go.
Need like oxygen
Hold me close
Never, ever, let me go
Don’t leave me here
I’m just a ghost
Never, ever, let me go.

I beg of you, if you ever go
Please my dear, don’t let me know.
170 · Jan 2020
Balance (2019)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
Awake in my nightmare
He calls out my name
He chases me while I search for a vein.
Ripping through flesh
Starving through tears
Why had she stayed for so many years?
She’s addicted to him
Like she is to her drug
Confusing pain and confusing love.
She dances around him
Screaming her name
“**** this! No more stupid games!”
Blissfully dancing
on shoes made of glass
She’s tripping again
She’s falling too fast
This pain that she balances
On the tips of her toes
Jagged little pieces
Jagged little stones
She says “He’s different!”
She says he’s the same
She says he’s not one for playing games.
Blissfully dancing
On shoes made of glass
She’s tripping again
She’s falling too fast
The pain that she balances
Nobody knows
Of the jagged little pieces.
Of the jagged little stones.
126 · Jan 2020
The Game You Play (2020)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
Wrapped in my mind once again.
“I’ll never view you as just a friend.”
Could this be something more,
Before you go and close that door?
Because to you it’s just a game,
And it’s driving me insane.
I can’t even seem to breathe.
Maybe it’s best if you leave because...

YOU. LIKE. TO. HURT ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. BURN ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. **** ME
YOU. WILL. NEVER. LOVE ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. HURT ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. BURN ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. **** ME
YOU. WILL. NEVER. LOVE ME

Your arms around my neck once again,
Making my head spin and spin
You never wanted something more,
So you went and slammed that door.
Because to you, I was a conquest.
Of your allure, it was just a ****** up contest
Now your hands are around my throat.
When I’m dead, try not to gloat because...

YOU. LIKE. TO. HURT ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. BURN ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. **** ME
YOU. WILL. NEVER. LOVE ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. HURT ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. BURN ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. **** ME
YOU. WILL. NEVER. LOVE ME

And on and on this torture goes,
When it will stop, nobody knows, yeah
Because to you, I’m just a game.
See, you’ve driven me insane because...

YOU. LIKE. TO. HURT ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. BURN ME
YOU. LIKE. TO. **** ME
YOU. WILL. NEVER. LOVE ME
You. Will. Never. Love me
You. Will. Never. Love me
You. Will. Never. Love me
You. Will. Never. Love me
Written from my ex husband’s POV
Willow Branche Jan 2020
I’d much rather feel your palm upon my face
Than be faced with this controlling grace
The kindness you mean somehow doesn’t match up.
This control you have over me is ****** up.
No matter where I go - that’s where you are
No matter what I do - you never let me go far.
Afraid to say no. Afraid to disagree.
Afraid to love. Afraid to be me.
How far do I have to run from you
To be free from your grasp?
Your heartstrings curl around my neck as I gasp.
Screaming under water, where no one can hear
Screaming under deep blue waves of pain
Still no one can hear me.
Screaming under the white wash
It’s always going to be her fault
Gasping for air but only getting salt
Still gagging and grasping
And no one can hear
She’s afraid to be alive
She’s afraid to be
here.
92 · Jan 2020
Bite Me (2019)
Willow Branche Jan 2020
You’re so slick
Don’t you think so?
There’s no limit To how far you’ll go
You’re so sick
Yes I think so
My limits have been pushed
As far as they can go.
This wound I pick
Yes, for the blood flow
I’ve got stains I’ll never show
Don’t push me
Don’t test me
Don’t fight me
Just bite me
Ok a little fight
Now and then
And Over and over again.
Don’t you dare act like you care
I know the honest truth
You **** me dry
Empty and bare
You’ve ****** me of my youth
You’re so slick
Don’t you think so?
Cause I don’t.
64 · Oct 19
Need (2024)
I need to scream.
I need to inhale and
then exhale
loudly
forcefully
and audibly,
But this requires that I
first
know how to breathe.
I need to breathe.
But Can’t.
That requires me to
shut out the noise in
my mind
And focus on
Inhaling
And then exhaling.
Again and again.
But this task is
impossible
For someone who’s mind
Is ON
ALL OF
THE TIME.
So
How does one shut out
the noise
when all you can do is
listen
and hear
what no one else can?
I need to scream.
I need to bleed,
And ****,
And fight.
But all I can do
Is sit here
And Need.

— The End —