Alana Maneus: Poems

5.0k · Oct 2013

Unhappy

Alana Maneus Oct 2013

Unhappy

I'm unhappy with myself
can't you tell?
I avoid mirrors
Because when I look in my reflection, I cry
and cry
and cry
I cant help it
And I see myself crying in the mirror
and get emotional because this is me
and its not who I want to be
and that's why I'm so unhappy

2.3k · Aug 2013

Stability

Alana Maneus Aug 2013

Stability

I could never understand how
someone could try to find stability in another human being
that's like trying to find stability in a tower of Legos
There's no assurance that those Legos will always
stay strong and at some point
they fall
too

758 · Aug 2013

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Alana Maneus Aug 2013

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I hate those nights
where I can't stop crying
and its 2 o' clock in the morning
and at first, my thoughts were in order and I was thinking about the present
but minutes later I begin thinking about next week, and then next year
and all of a sudden my tears roll down my cheeks, unstoppable
all I'd like was for it all to stop
then I start thinking about life in general and
my pillow is soaked with those unstoppable tears
and it makes no sense
because my life is perfectly fine but the
anxiety builds up and the tears
are never ending

629 · Aug 2013

Sleep

Alana Maneus Aug 2013

Sleep

Sleep, What is sleep?
The place where your mind wanders hoping to find a sweet place in your brain to satisfy your rest?
An escape?
Is sleep a way to cure your endless fatigue?
I don’t know, honestly
My favorite thing about sleep, the only reason why I love sleep so much, is because I can just cuddle up into your arms
and just enjoy it
It doesn’t matter to me whether or not I have a nightmare or a beautiful dream, I’m always in your arms and that’s what makes my night a thousand times better.

528 · Sep 2013

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Alana Maneus Sep 2013

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Cigarette between my frail fingers
lips ajar
my eyes stare emotion-lessly through the people who thought
they mattered most to me
eyeliner smudged
the clothes on my back
are only black
and I've realized
I'm the girl my parents warned me about

515 · Oct 2013

Forgotten

Alana Maneus Oct 2013

Forgotten

The thing about being forgotten is
you can never say you weren't there

482 · Oct 2013

Friends

Alana Maneus Oct 2013

Friends

Everyone says that having no friends means your a loser
but I can admit to not having friends and being perfectly happy with it
I'm not saying I don't hang around with people and talk and laugh with them
because I do
but a friend is someone you can trust , and tell your secrets to and talk to forever with
and no one fits that description so perfectly to me
so I don't have friends, not even one
and that's okay

396 · Aug 2013

Looking

Alana Maneus Aug 2013

Looking

Do you ever
look at an object and
not really look at it?
like,
you're thinking of something,anything, and while
you're looking at that object you're just completely looking through it?
That's exactly how he looked at me
like I was just an object his eyes happened
to fall upon
and he was most likely thinking of
someone else
and that hurt
so so much

345 · Sep 2013

3:52

Alana Maneus Sep 2013

3:52

Its 3:52 am
and you've called me once again
your crying and I can hear your beautiful sobs through the phone
and the words spilling out of your mouth is accidental poetry
and I'm sorry
I'm so so sorry

244 · Aug 2013

8/20/13

Alana Maneus Aug 2013

8/20/13

why do people believe that
poetry has to always
come from a place in your heart
where sadness lies?

228 · Aug 2013

Me

Alana Maneus Aug 2013

Me

I could never remember a day where I felt truly beautiful in the skin
I'm trapped in

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