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 Aug 2018 Mary-claire
Bee
i was alone
within a crowded room
when it came for me
i could feel it lurking
amongst the deadened souls
and its amber eyes
disguised themselves as comfort
to pierce through my flesh

its hands looked like yours
but embraced my neck
and as they tightened their grasp
its talon fingers
reached towards my flooding eyes
and traced a path down my cheek
carving skin in the pattern of a waterfall

it fastened chains
around my chest
and invisible serpents
slithered their way into my lungs
their vile breath
stealing the air within them

and as my nails began to dig
to hide from the monster
buried beneath my skin
the indolent world around me
gave no second glance
for my screams were silent


x.
 Aug 2018 Mary-claire
Arina
Selfish addict

I wanted everything
Trying to please everyone in glory
I don't wanna be selfish anymore

Let my pride come in the way of love
With fear constantly calling my given name
For i don't know who i am
When will i stop with myself

This is not who i am
Exposed heart, life isn't what it seems
God hit me with a passion that will bring me to my knees
How can my heart understanding the pace of love

I don't wanna do religion
Draw the line i can no longer take it

Oh God
I don't wanna be selfish
I want to be loving unto them

I want to be beautifully addicted to love
 Aug 2018 Mary-claire
angel oliva
i like you the most
when you talk about the
things you're passionate
about.

that's when your eyes light up,
alive, dancing, and burning
as if you sees a world that
that no one else has seen.
 Aug 2018 Mary-claire
angel oliva
If everything was white, would you paint it with blue?
If I were to let go, would you beg me please?
If this was a game, would you stop playing?
If I were blinded, would you help me see?
If you love someone else, would I want to set you free?
I think I need new friends
Because, I'm bored of being kept waiting,
I'm annoyed with constant rejection.
I care too much and then all they aspire to do
Is to leave me,
Often multiple times,
As if it is so easy.

I think I need new friends,
But that's a waste of time.
I'll only be trying to shape someone in my mind,
Whose exactly like the others.
If you want a friendship as amazing as the last one,
You'd better have it with the same person,
But they left you
And treated you like *******,
After all they knew you'd always be there.

And I'm still waiting,
Though they never come back,
And even if they did,
I wouldn't be able to take them back.
I never used to let this person get away with everything,
So I don't know how it happened.
And once a friendship is dead,
There really is no coming back:
I've tried it but it's never been the same, except from once that is,
But they've left me for the last time,
Except now they're not coming back.

I think I need new friends,
Should it really make me feel so bad?
Aren't friends supposed to pick you up when you are sad?
All I ever do, is get left all on my own,
And in these desperate times,
When I only want approval,
All I see is holes in the connections
I'm supposed to have with people.
They say they're close when they can be bothered,
But mostly they're only far away.

I think I need new friends because,
I am sick of feeling this way.
 Aug 2018 Mary-claire
PraCtical
A friend told me today
that what you hear or say
can be read
in many ways

Denotation  - the thing your brain understands
Connotation - when you get it out of the way

to find what someone
wanted to say
when they repeat
what you hear every day
If you truly
Believe in
Yourself
You’ll
Find
Your
Peace
I’ve already come so far from where I started.... it’s impossible for you to discourage me. One thing that I taught myself to understand better was that , true happiness comes in the form of feeling good about yourself, without the need of anyone else’s approval. Live In Peace.... What meant to be will be!
Maybe if I don't talk about love, I
wouldn't want it anymore.
But it is as though it is my
name. I couldn't look at it with abhor.

For love is a part of me
and as much as I try to scrub
it off me, I couldn't bleed
myself dry. I can't make this up.

-m.b
 Aug 2018 Mary-claire
Kay
The first time your arms wrapped around me
It was like my lost soul finally found a home

The mess inside didn’t intimidate me
I always loved cleaning up souls like yours

Inside the closet I found vanity and greed
Uncertainty and unpredictability
But I decided to stay

I bought lamps to brighten up the rooms
And opened the curtains when they weren’t enough
Determined to see you smile

I thought you were building a home inside of me too
But you were really just pitching a tent

You knew all along you weren’t there to stay
All you wanted was to collect rent from me
Every night in your bedroom

When my lease was up you kicked me out
And I was left more lost than before

I will never waste my time fixing up a house again
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