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 Mar 2014 SheOfNeverland
MJ
This poem is for you.

This poem is for how I feel.

This poem is me on the verge of giving up.

This poem is not like my others.

This poem is sad.

This poem doesn't know what to do anymore.

This poem wants to talk to you.

This poem wants to tell you how much it loves you.

This poem wants to say sorry and make things all better.

This poem is me.


-m.j.
...
Don't tell me to stay
when you don't want me.
I've never liked the expression
'Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But words will never hurt me."
I think it undermines the power of words
It's undeniable that words have an impact on people
Letters strung together can sting a person's soul
When they are spoken with a tongue used like a whip
Words evoke passion,
They inspire us,
Make our blood boil,
Horrify us,
And yes, they can hurt us
To say that words can't hurt,
Is to demean all that words do
Look at Marat,
Martin Luther,
Shakespeare,
Darwin,
Hobbes,
Freud,
Orwell,
Paine
And tell me words can't change the world
Words are what I turn to when I have nothing left
I'd rather my bones break,
That would be much better,
Than to lose my dignity,
To have a record of voices
Tell me I'm useless,
I'm stupid,
I'm fat,
I'm never good enough
Always on repeat,
Always on my mind,
Always ringing true
Maybe I'm over analytical
Maybe I care too much
About things said in the past
But here's to all the "I love you's"
All the "I hate you's"
To saying "I don't give a ****"
The pen is indeed mightier than the sword
Because your words
Are what made me turn the blade
On myself
 Mar 2014 SheOfNeverland
marina
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 Mar 2014 SheOfNeverland
marina
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i turned away so i wouldn't
have to watch you leave, but
i heard your car start and
i panicked

how do i breathe without you,
how do i breathe without,
how do i breathe?
i won't see him for six months and i am scared
They say that little girls
Are made of sugar,
And spice,
And everything nice

But perfect girls
Are made of Botox,
Long smokes,
And diet coke
I don't know how you can look at me
And insist you've done nothing wrong
Like I should believe you
But by now I know you
I know how you turn it on me
Though I didn't do anything particularly wrong
Yet you blame me
You make me feel small
So you can act big
But you can stop the act
No need for a show
This isn't a game
So there's nothing to win
Though you'll keep your act till the end
You don't deserve a trophy for it
I wasn't pleased with your act
I won't stand back transfixed
I won't shed tears
Because this time
I didn't believe the performance
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