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Anna-Marie Rose Jun 2018
I live shadows
Of my own
Mind

Afraid to show


The
My
Rare
Bare
Real me
Anna-Marie Rose Jun 2018
Struggling to cope
Strung out on dope
Seems there's no hope
Everyone thinks
I'm
A joke
Can't stay afloat
Looking at life thru
A microscope
This poem needs rewrote
Anna-Marie Rose Jun 2018
She cries crimson tears
The sadness tortures her
    every thought
Its like a knife stabbing
  Her over and over
   A mother without
   The babies she bore
Is a devastating destruction
That kills her very slow!
Anna-Marie Rose Jun 2018
Saddness creeps
Into my brain

My uneasy heart
Tuggs at the strings
My mind has been warpped
Under other peoples. Views and opinions
My broken view of the world is unclear
Im a mistake
Im a burden
Im just a waste of time
Those words have.been etched
Into my thoughts

Cuz over and over my mother.
My grandmother
My demons
Do curse me
beat me down
Make me believe the words
And i have becomem a wasted life
Now i believe
Im not important
Not worth tje effort
Others are better
If they stay far away
From me
So i don't( ruin anymore peoples lives)
Im a failure
Im a **** up
A. Ctazy freak
Im ruined my life
And i hate myself
Because all i ever wanted was to be the best mom i could be
n i failed i ******
Up. I ruuined it so bad
I miss my kids so much ot hurts but they are mostly better without me around
Everything i touch becomes tainted
Anna-Marie Rose Jun 2018
**** is his
game, fire in his eyes make me feast on what's inside I see his **** smile
he glows from
From all the happiness  that courses through his veins,
How happy he does looks,
now I know he's what it took.
To make me happy and make me scream to make me beg on my knees funny how it is to have a surprise when I get his cream in my eyes.
It's in my nature to be naughty I look at my daddy with,  staring him down knowing I will soon make his frown turned upside down
when I grab him by the **** oh I know isn't it hot!
In my mouth his **** does now slide and its leaking from the tip oh how I want it. it's mine
Oh how lovely I get a treat such a wonderful thing to eat.
A fixation so sweet I'm obsessed with his moans and the way he bucks his hips.
It truly makes me wild to make him satisfied for a little while and then just before he ****.I pull it out of my mouth I slowly lick the tip then a shiver does goes down his spine.then of course I put my whole mouth on it and give him the best ****** of all times.
Yet for I have to get a kiss from him so gently and so soft it makes me feel deeply that I need his ******* **** so you can't come in and find out what other stuff will begin!
So in love with this man that's what my notes should be I hope you understand I didn't realize how much was right in front of my eyes and tell it was right there under my nose that's what I realized he's the right one I chose
Anna-Marie Rose Jun 2018
My favorite friend whose now my lover
Says kind things to  me all the time.
Its so uplifting and heartwarming
That he most the time it makes me blush.
Thats because when he says it is heartfelt!
My best friend and I have been friends going on almost a year I've helped him through a lot and he's helped me through a lot just recently as in the beginning of this month June 1st you're now officially a couple
Anna-Marie Rose May 2018
Sitting in this place the are   lights off in My Brain and millions  spots filling these circles with black circled dots, darkness is coming for my soul but wont my body  because it old
I'm holding my head I can't help it if  frown there is a sound coming from the other room a feeling that gets louder boom boom every second every time every clock that takes rings alarm clock like it's the morning after your brain has mastered every thought and every second and every word every reason every hope God forsaken place that I've ever held in my heart these are the words that are engraved into the world for I will not leave without giving you that one thing you hope for the most to give you the piece of paper that holds my fate.I  might face my desire My ending on a downward slate messed up trials the messed up  I gave up my Reasons I fed up I'm telling you those aren't the only things that mark as a spot in my head I do walk in and I was of my hard headed my mind wondering who is on my side is there only to have this place that is locked away with a key Unstoppable decisions that make my consequences good choices I make other good or bad it's for that sake or is it opened you can be free step on to this sand make your heart make your choice to start up to you give it the world your choice to make it true if there's only place that you can erase your thoughts or you can write I ought to know there's a note on the bathroom door it says please go to the store but can you realize you are not only there as a slave to this world but be gentle in your words in your touch in your mind some people can't spot that quickening that has you wishing you could finish before the end don't be so quick to make a decision that is where you could find your parts of the world that the words  are supposed to replace.so out of time they don't rhyme that doesn't matter who's defined that is your magic place in time. A magical space is truly kind the feeling of hope that makes you rewind closing down your brain making your heart train that is the magical place you start to feel like you actually have a part this world is a big one but you can start by picking up the pieces that were messed up from the start closing everything like it's a Gallery of Art you don't show the world if the missing piece that won't be seen and we'll get old collect dust and no one will see with the tween lines of each piece of paper that you signed that is how you know is fate coming to take its place and rate you a place that makes you great be able to see it and no it is true no one is knocking on the door but you stand up and be seen throw the world the words of the Unseen that is finally a good place to be nothing left but a good night sleep
Make it what you want cuz I ain't got it exclamation for every poem it comes out of my head and there goes on the *** *** piece of paper to show the world
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