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Skye Marshmallow Nov 2017
"Why does he hit us?"
Her quiet voice murmured
Into the absolute black
Silently I lay back
"I don't know Rose"
I dared to breathe

Later that night
We played make believe
Of a magical fairy land
Where we galloped free as
My eyelids slipped, I wished
So hard for it to come true

Instead I awoke
Tangled in salty sheets
Clinging tight to my baby sister
Who lay still, happy
In our dreams
Maybe it was best not to wake her
Story.
Skye Marshmallow Nov 2017
Poetry.

A world of bitter sweet extremes
Bleeding hearts and unknown eyes
Forever friendships and lovesick smiles

A world of black and white
Wrong and right.

We live in freezing ice
We live in burning fire.

Furiously typing colour
Into a world that renders grey
Never letting duller shades shine through
Observations of an aspiring poet.
Skye Marshmallow Nov 2017
Compasses break sometimes
But we must learn to mend
Them with strips of tape
And glue sticks ends
Inspired by sleeping at last.
Skye Marshmallow Nov 2017
Grasped in my tiny fingers
A whole world is held
A feeling of wonder lingers
As I think of all the things it feels
Just a small dot in a million
Awwing at the mighty universes
Vibrant shades of brilliance
Yet somehow imagine it feels safe
Surrounded by a thousand others journeys
It's knows that this place won't be home
For all of the long eternity.
Inspired by a dear friend. :)
Skye Marshmallow Oct 2017
In and out
Like the glittering tide
Of an endless aqua ocean
Rolling into the beaches side
Kissing the salty sands
With a quietly familiar sound
Slowly and softly retreating back
When relief is found

In and out
This is how I know I'm alive
The feeling of the mountain top
Soaring on a glorious high
As the sun sets bright
In the willingness of my eyes
I live only for this moment
"I'm alive" I breathlessly cry

In and out
Panic setting sail
Rasping at great speed
Silently I start to wail
Torturously out of control
Every second is a million years
Stuck in this icey cave
Filled with all my deepest fears
  Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
avalon
flower petals fall into the sky
with all the righteous anger
they deserve
but they don't cry. they know
there are enough raindrops
in an autumn grey sky.
Skye Marshmallow Oct 2017
Alone I loathe all these
Blue memories
Of hard days
In a cold place
Feeling there is
No
Escape

Empty smiles
Waiting for love
Behind tinted eyes
Swimming in the endless
Nothing of
Stale
Air

This is what I call
The hidden colours
Of my life
All I need is someone
To hold tight onto my
Alien
Hands
I looked in my words and made a poem with the first four lines. Cheery stuff
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