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Oct 2014 J M Baker

Mckenna Lynn

“I messed up.”
I only wish it didn’t
take you this long
to realize.
“Can we talk?”
My whole body aches,
yearning to say yes.
“Are you there?”
Yes, I am here.
“Please answer.”
I surely don’t think
I have that strength.
“I still love you.”
My heart beats,
my stomach churns.
“You were the best
thing that ever
happened to me.”
Funny,
I used to think the same
about you.
“Why aren't you answering?”
“Because for 7 months;
I waited.
You tore me apart,
it felt like I was drowning.
You didn't even look back.
Not once.
How can I just forget that?”
I hit send.
“I’m sorry…”
“I’m sorry too.”*
Except this time,
I don’t hit send.

"When what you want isn't what's good for you, that's when you need to learn to walk away."

#sad #depressed #strength #him #heartbroken #texts

Oct 2014 J M Baker

Skinny Love

Oct 2014 J M Baker

heather leather

Skinny Love

and they were the kind of people
who you just knew belonged to one another
in this type of way that was indescribable
they were the perfect partners in crime
and you could see it--
even through the bustle of the city traffic
and the distance on a map
you could see that what they had--
it was pure
in a way nothing ever was anymore
it was like a fairy tale
that gave you hope because it was so
innocent in this way nothing really was anymore
and it didn't end in a beautiful tragedy the way things do
it had no bittersweet ending
and the best thing of all is that it was so ordinary, so wholesome
that it made you believe that just maybe
this skinny love of theirs would survive
in a way that nothing really did anymore

Oct 2014 J M Baker

Exit 95

Oct 2014 J M Baker

heather leather

Exit 95

i.
I'm close to exit 95
and I'm halfway to freezing
but still too shocked to do anying about it
My head is pounding and I'm pretty sure I'll sleep and
not wake up until midnight tomorrow
But all I'm thinking about is how desperately
I want to exit
I don't know what I want to escape I just know that I do
That's a lie
I want to escape my mind but that seems far fetched
so for now escaping my life will have to do
ii.
Say Something just started
and I switched the station because I thought the song was cliche
That's another lie
That's the thing about me, I lie a lot
mostly to myself
I use to love that song
But now it just makes me think too much and
my thoughts are stars that are better left without forming
Constellations
iii.
I see a girl in a car and she's smiling
It reminds me of my innocence and how I use to smile
when did I stop smiling?
iv.
My phone rings again and I know its you because
no one else cares that much as to actually call me
my hands tighten around the wheel
and I'm finding it hard to breathe
and soon I'm crying and for some reason
I wish suddenly that I could drown in my tears
and let them suffocate me
v.
there is a car that's about to hit me
but I'm not worried about the pain because
pain is mental and I lost my mentality the second
I realized I was in love with--

(h.l)

last poem for a while :(

Oct 2014 J M Baker

An Ocean Full of Diamonds

Oct 2014 J M Baker

heather leather

An Ocean Full of Diamonds

She was drowning in an ocean full of broken diamonds;
each shard sharper than the other
cutting into her creamy skin and filling the ocean blue
with a velvet red

But she didn't feel anything,
her body was paralyzed by fear and her lungs exhausted
Yet she wasn't thinking of how young she was
Or all of her hard work
She wasn't praying like she thought she would do in her final moments
because there was something more important than all of that to her
She didn't care what her funeral would look like
Nor what the tombstone would read
She didn't care that she probably had a minute or two to live
In her final moments all she was thinking was

Will you remember me?

Some things fall apart and can't be put back together

Don't let them destroy you, you're better than that

I'm sorry I broke our promise

It wasn't your fault

I never told you, but yes, you are beautiful.

I love you

She had drowned in an ocean full of broken diamonds;
*his eyes were the sharpest, and cut her the deepest

"Right before everything went black...you wanna know what the very last thing that entered my mind? You." --Dear John, Nicholas Sparks.

Oct 2014 J M Baker

Blind

Oct 2014 J M Baker

heather leather

Blind

they said that everyone else but me could see the light
that held faith, and love, and hope
and i told them
*then consider me blind

Oct 2014 J M Baker

Excuses

Oct 2014 J M Baker

heather leather

Excuses

“Are you OK?” “Yeah.”
Not really, but you wouldn't understand

“How are you feeling?” “Great.”
Terrible but I can’t tell you because you’d ask why

“Where’d you get that cut?” “Rollerblading accident.”
That’s always the perfect excuse

“Is there anything you’d like to confess to?” “No.”
Yes

“Do you regret anything?” “Yeah, going ice skating.”
Being born.

“Have you felt sad lately?” “No, I’m really happy.”
I feel sad all the time

“Why were you crying?” “Just finished a sad book.”
You don’t want to know

“What book?” “Looking For Alaska.”
The book that told the story of my life

“Are you sure you’re OK?” “Definetly.”
*Definitely not

My first poem like this. I don't know...but it's really hard for me to like any of my poems. Thoughts?

Oct 2014 J M Baker

YOLO?

Oct 2014 J M Baker

Adele

YOLO?

What are you thinking?
Why are you screaming?
Empty bottles and ashes on the ground
I can hear the blaring sound
Get your clothes on
What do you expect
When you've always wanted a respect?

It's your motto?
I tell you
YOu're slowly LOsing it kid
Why not get rid of it?
Oh, right, it's your life, my bad!
Might be the best thing you ever had.

But look at your folks!
They've been missing your talks!
Observe the crease and gray hair
Show them something they deserve
The recipe of love and care
Let them sit & watch your best serve!
In that, you'll witness the exquisite curves :)*

-A

8/13/14

You  only  live once? False, you live everyday, you only die once.
I barely notice how
they look so different now.
As I grow old, they grow older.
And this, another thing in life
that I'm actually missing.

The bruise in her knuckles
and sacrifices,
I come to realize
she's one of the best mother.

He took care of us like a mother,
a strong  man with a big heart.
I adore my father, I really do.

To my mom & dad
you all mean the world to me.
I love you both!

My parents, they're my  everything