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Nola Leech Apr 19
And again, it feels like my entire world is crashing down
But deep down, I know it will get better
Hurting myself will make it worse
I'll steadily go back up
Nola Leech Mar 31
I did nothing but protect you; When you were younger but much more dumb
If that’s possible to be more guliable and easily pesauded, did you forget about the men I protected you from?
But you couldn’t do the same for me, you ate up every word they spoke; ignored my cries about the monster you had become
It is a terrifying thing when you can toss your motherly instincts away, forget your children and be numb
Nola Leech Mar 15
I felt bad for my poor momma
I felt so bad
But I realized that if I only worried about her
Who would worry about me
Nola Leech Feb 26
He punched me last week
And told me that he was joking and that's between me and him
My friends saw and helped me break it off yesterday
Today is my eighteenth birthday
And I am nothing like my mother
  Jan 12 Nola Leech
LS
when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss

they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on

they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful

people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time

if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity
Nola Leech Jan 12
The lone mockingbird traveled the earth in one night
Crisp, cold winter air rippled through her grey feathers
She wondered how anyone could look so lifeless and feel so cold
She flew past the pig farm, past the morgue
Past the stench, the open-concept
She dreamt of a world unkept
Peace, where wilderness grew
No money spent
The greed of people intercept
When sweet mockingbird flew across the ocean
She peered into the water to see her own reflection
But could only see garbage and one man's treasures strewn across the murky, once blue waters
She wonders if she could cry enough, maybe she could refill them
Clean the seas, the deep rich earth
The wind and breeze
This is what the mocking bird sees
Please, keep her safe
Nola Leech Jan 12
Certainty  fuels the masses, the hordes of love-sick girls trapped in the misery of longing
I’m not certain of anything in this life, what of myself with my long dreadfully tangled hair and dull sinking eyes
The only clarity I have at this moment is the certainty that I feel for you
Happy is nothing more than accelerated heartbeats, strained under the weight of your own decaying body
Breathing heavily, in hushed whispers. Sweet nothings, then silence
What will happen when I finally break? will the feeling still be there?
The intensity of two humans at the brink of unconsciousness, only a zombie-like state can be of explanation
Maybe I am just a romantic of foolish proportion
Say stop and I’ll catch myself slipping into a cocoon of my own blanketed warmth, undercover, under investigation
There is nowhere to hide when you are stripped bare
When I am ready to plummet, I  will
I won’t say anything, because at that moment nothing will be needed
Right now, I’m not sure if I’ll wake
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