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 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
PrttyBrd
She found peace
Alone
In the dark
With her **demons
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Catch me,
Please. Someone.
Before it is to late
I can feel myself
Falling to the floor.
Seams are starting to rip.
The blood is hitting the floor.
Can't anyone help me.
Will I even listen to help.
The beautiful glistening is
A hypnotic spells melt.

Help me please!
Or maybe just sit.
It was always like this,
Friendship is a hit and miss.
You stare at them all
Pleading for help.
They never stare back
Never notice the welts.

They can't see you falling.
The cracks just don't show.
I guess a happy smile,
Is all that's needed to throw.
They don't look close enough
And even when they do,
They never say anything.
They just smile to.

So maybe I don't need help.
I can fall and be free.
Sterling light calls, beckons me
So maybe it's heavens plea.
From the Angles and Demons
Who live inside me.

Let them take me
Eat all my will.
They may feast,
I never will.
My body grows weaker
Yet I will not cry
I have given up.

I have Fallen...

Goodbye.
 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
alexis hill
just pop
another Xanax

right behind
his back

he doesn't
like the
way

they make
me act,

he doesn't understand
the anxiety
attacks
flashbacks,

or
lack of
the feeling
of security

it seems to
me theres
no safety

doesn't matter
how you
hold it
turn it sideways
or mold it

there's no way
to control
it

I finally
saved up
enough trust

but told
me they
were completely
sold out of it

and every time
I try to build
repair
and believe

somehow the
foundation just
rots like wood
and crumbles like
stone

I'm so alone
I need relief

reflect on
myself
just help...

underneath my
sleeves
I hide
my scars

- I wear them
and some have
faded

some remain
like I'll never be
able to erase them

a daily
reminder
of the loathing
and perpetual self hatred

and they say
I'll make it.
but I see how
it's wearing them down
so I'm just going to fake it

till my smile breaks it
just wishing they would
understand all of this...
 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
Patience Neru
Restless nights,
I lay awake,
My eyes closed,
While you tip-toe through my thoughts,
In this moment you are mine,
To touch, to hold, to kiss,
to dance with,
My heart is content,
Nothing to fear,
But the approaching dreams,
To end this moment of bliss,
Alas, I open my eyes,
And I lay awake,
I close my eyes, a second time,
To once again,
Make you mine.
: )
For it's only when we can't see
the beauty in ourselves
We truly see the beauty
in the people surrounding us
 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
Navarana
Sinead
 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
Navarana
Be with me
I crave you
I waNt you
JuSt you and me
Together
We cAn satisfy each other
in ways others will Not understand
We can become one
One body
WrIte To me
Hear me
I crave You
This poem was something I wrote right before I feel asleep and dreamt a nightmare-ish dream. I do not even remember that I wrote it. It was just there in front of me on a piece of paper when I woke up.
 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
Ivy Rose
Ache
 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
Ivy Rose
Just so you know,

You pressed your scent into my sheets,

You left your saliva on my skin,

You have my CDs in your car,

You left your change beside my bed,

You have my heart inside your pocket,

I found your hair tucked in my bed,

I found your fingertips indented,

I found a scar across my chest,

My heart is beating in the distance, tucked away and bound and chained.

My heart is beating in the distance, and while I'm empty

i remain

(i. r.)
 Mar 2014 Mad Jones
Shelby Azilda
Boy meets girl,
Girl meets boy.

A friendship formed,
Followed by joy.

Complications arose,
Like a puzzle wanting to be solved.

Their morals were questioned,
As their relationship evolved.

There was lust,
Fiery in all of the sense.

They thought no one could see it,
No one is that dense.

Fighting had come and gone,
Maybe it had been all a mistake.

But nothing could keep them away,
No matter what was at stake.
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