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  Sep 2016 SummertimeLace
Bethlehem
Mother watching me with piercing  cold eyes, your dreams for me were nothing but lies.

Mother suffocating me with your so called love and expectations, my lungs are dying like cancer patients.

Mother who is ever so wise, I've lived my life for you in disguise.
Turning into what I hated, till my lies became too complicated.

Mother am flowed I will be the first to admit, but you are the real hypocrite.
What do you see when you look at me? am not the once fraile girl you knew me to be.

Mother who wastes my youth without care, there only so much a person can bare.
I hear you laughter in my head, it is a sound that I've come to dread.

Mother you gave me the precious gift of life, but all your words cut like a knife.
Why do you hate me? do I remind you of everything you wanted to be.

Mother who feeds on my anger and
Frustration, Like a hunger stricken nation.
Nothing I will ever do will be good enough for you, I feel it in my heart It must be true.

Mother I know you only do what you think is best, that's why you made my life a test  

Mother it seems our worlds are destined to crash, leaving behind nothing but ash.
SummertimeLace Aug 2016
Shy
I sit there in silence
and glance...
But only if I dare!
because your presence alone
awakens every hair

What I wouldn't give
to flash you a smile
and be able to just sit
and converse with you awhile

back in reality
I'm still in my seat
breathing faster now
clamy hands tingling feet

close and open
go my eyes
is this real life!?
Why are mind and body
in such strife!!

you get up and leave
my soul sings a sigh
I should have said hello
wasn't ready for good bye
SummertimeLace Aug 2016
I am but a mere jar of peanut butter

sitting on a shelf
because mostly that's
where I tend to leave myself

If you come and get me
then clearly you will see
labels that are printed
all over me

if you do not fancy
then fine throw me out
but if you think you'll like me
then its on our way to checkout

on our way to checkout
then to the car
to your little home
near or far

hard plastic outside
cool to the touch
at first I really truly
do not look like much

but when you dig down
and open me up
I'm soft
I'm sweet
and so unlike my shell
my labels sometimes lie
never really tell

I am but a mere jar of peanut butter

Pick me over fish?
know there'll be some work involved
proceed as you wish
SummertimeLace Aug 2016
When I think of you
I am at rest
I will run to you
In every storm and test
For you are creator
And always know best
SummertimeLace May 2016
I am the moon
Pale and Lune

He is the earth
Living and True

My presence is a solemn shadow
His life is the light

My soul is filled with craters
His is colorful and ocean blue

My laugh is silver and gets lost
In the silence of space

His laugh is a beautiful flower
That blooms on his face

I an the moon
He is the earth
And I will forever loom
Never close enough to even touch

For I am a greyscale shadow
Following me gravitational pull
And he is life itself
SummertimeLace May 2016
Like a careful runner
enjoys the race
You make me breathless
at the sight of your face

And as the runner
collapses in the end
I realize we
Will always be
Just friends
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