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Ryan McNeely Jul 2020
When I was a baby,
My first memory i ever had
Was a clear view of the galaxy
As blue, purple, and an odd shade of pink
Mixed together like watercolor
The stars created unique images against the blackness
And planets scattered across the canvas
And then there was a bright light
As if a star exploded and sent me into the world as if to say
“Go be something fantastic”
Next thing i could see was myself,
running down the foyer to send my sisters
Off to school,
In a red ladybug outfit, a three year old girl,
Who smiled and begged a woman,
My mother,
Who wears the sun like a hat
To go to school
She looked at me with a warm smile portrayed by the gods
Skin glowing almost angelic-like
And told me i was not of age
13 years later
I can vividly remember what that galaxy looked like
And how my mother glowed like a guardian angel
In disguise
Ryan McNeely Mar 2020
She was quiet,
But she was always loud
Without a voice
But through her poetry
She ruled over
A kingdom.
loyal subjects
of her heart and soul.
and no one to tell her how to act
no need to pretend.
for in her kingdom
she wrote her world
Ryan McNeely Mar 2020
Im rushing to write something
in the midst of my quarantine
no im not infected
or so nothing has been detected.
I do not feel ill
but here I stay still
stuck in the house
as the days come and pass
yet the sun shines brightly
and I hold on tightly
to the thought of roaming
outside, but not lonely
Ryan McNeely Mar 2020
She put her Heart
On the table
And folded her cards
And those who sat around
Played for her heart
Ryan McNeely Jan 2020
She sat with her head down low
and thought of how this should go
how she would look at him and say
how she loved him from May to May
and how she put her heart in his hands
and he dropped it in the beachy sands
buried for another to find
lost forever and said to be divine
a story of the girl
who loved a boy as though he was the world
and the boy was a torn stitch
unprepared to take the pitch
and its funny how love works
and the pain behind it lurks
as though a wolf in a sheeps skin
she said his love for her was too thin.
so she moved on and found a new home
in her heart and mind she made a dome
and promised to love herself in ways
he couldn't seem to love her in days.
Ryan McNeely Jan 2020
Oh goodness here you are again
Lurking be beneath the surface of my skin
Always there when I need you the least
Like karma, like me
You broke me and tore me
You are the starless and darkest nights
You are the shadow that followed me around
You are the demon that taunted me when I was alone
So here you are again
Sitting beside me as I write
Whispering silent nothings into my ears
My pain, my fears
You were screaming and begging
For me to allow you in
Saying you wouldn’t hurt me
But guess what…. You did.
I cried and you sat beside me
I tried to look to the light and you swallowed me whole
You want me dead
You’re in my head
And as I lay in bed
All you said
“Hey girl, look at you, broken and tired, there’s only one thing to do”
But HEY DEPRESSION
Look at me!
I’m finding light against your darkness
I’m finding stars in your black sky
And hey look at that, my shadow is me!
You are a creation in my mind
And my mind is my sanctuary
You’ll soon be a ghost
Right now you’re just a memory
But I know you’ll come back just like night and day
And sure you’re the night
But I’m stronger now
And I’m not afraid of the dark
So hey Depression
From here on out, you no longer look down on me.
I wrote this three years ago for the English class after my unfortunate ****** assault and this honestly keeps me alive
Ryan McNeely Jan 2020
Love is not one
To be easily
Given up or forgotten,

Those you love
Are not those you
Fall in love with,

because
Sodden grapes get
No praises but
If you're looking
For raisins..
You've got to
get out of the game.
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