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Angel Nettles Sep 2014
I have been crying too long
my eyes are burning
my heart is crying out for you
I walk away
you punch something
I come to you
I love you
Maybe I love you too much
Maybe that'll hurt us
Baby please don't let this hurt us
I try to pretend like i don't care
Like it doesn't bother me
I want you
Just you
Not your friends
Is that so hard to understand?
Love is too complicated
Calling it quits would break me
I love you but maybe we need a break...
  Sep 2014 Angel Nettles
Jon T Wagner
I'd give up my left arm to always be right beside her. My right arm for her to know she's what I have left and both arms to be able to hug her when's she away. I just don't think I have enough to give to get the courage to tell her when she's here.
Fingers like pieces
Puzzled together,
Like they were made
For the other's hands
Clasped together

Each not strong
Enough to hold
Themselves
Together,
They are

Side by side
Left close to right
Next to the other
Partner, partners
With, us, we, ours

Her wing stretches
Fifteen, maybe twenty
Feet, to either side
Again, by side
One wing each

Clouds sweep by
A jet, below, so slow
They grace, diving
Like a raptor
Then their wings

Switchblade
Out, zipping
Pulling, ripping
Them headlong
Out from the ground

Like a flower up, up, up
To the sun, to the sky
Back to the clouds
They were born
To explore
  Sep 2014 Angel Nettles
Lydia
You told me that you regret being together
And I feel like I should regret it, too
But I don't know how to regret loving you.
I don't know how to regret loving the look of your name in pen
Or the mornings when I woke up to you
Or the days you would stay up till midnight to talk to me when I got home from school
Everyday that I stared at my cellphone waiting for you to reply
Because I just couldn't wait for you to reply
How do I regret loving you?
Even on your bad nights
And I can't believe you're gone
How can I regret you?
I loved you.
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Angel Nettles Sep 2014
I sit here waiting
Drinking a cold one
Down 6 holding off 1
I wait for you at the end of each can

I sit here waiting
Wanting your gentle touch
Wanting your body against mine
I wait for that excitement

I sit here wondering
Does he remember I'm here?
Probably not, your drinking too
I wait for that answer

I sit here waiting
For your attention
When I get it,
I'm an overactive puppy

I sit here waiting
Trying not to nag
Trying not to ****** you into my room
I sit here debating

Should I grab you?
Should I lock all the doors?
Throw you on the bed?
I sit here

I sit here drinking
Wanting your body on top of mine
Thrusting your hips
I sit here lusting

I sit here wanting
There would be no escape from my room
I would kiss every inch
Until you moan silently

I sit here alone
Imagining
Lusting
Thinking
  Aug 2014 Angel Nettles
Tori G
I have died time and time again
Just trying to escape
These four walls that have
Trapped me.
Abused me.
Mocked me.
Ignored me.
The beds of my nails are
Crusted with crimson
From the endless
Scratching.
Biting.
Fighting.
Igniting.
I cannot bear it
I will not bear it
Yet I am still here
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid.
I hear them calling,
Calling out names
Names I do not remember
Or speak of.
Or know of.
Or hear of.
Or fear of.
The time has come for
A change in scenery
And perhaps company; if only
Wall 1
Wall 2
Wall 3
Wall 4
Were not in the way.
But they are so
Here I stay.
~~~
Writhing in agony
I sit here in utter
Silence.
Screaming out words
That no one hears
Just to let them out
Because I cannot hold them in
Any longer.
You will not see me anymore;
I am leaving this world.
I don't care if I have to break
Every
Bone
In
My
Body,
I am getting out.
You hear that?
I AM GETTING OUT.
Angel Nettles Aug 2014
The iron fist
A name that should be capitalized
The name alone makes one shiver
Shiver like freezing water being thrown on you

Not like the ice challenge
Like your mother throwing gallons on you
While your in the tub
She makes you lay there

You beg for her to stop
She doesn't and grabs a switch instead
Not the small ones either
The ones that are extra thick

She pours
You begs
She stops and cusses
"Shut the **** up or I'll get more water"
You cry silently
Hoping she'll stop
She grabs the switch off the toilet
She whips your *******
Stomach
Arm
You turn
She whips your back
****
Even your feet

You scream for a god that's not there
"Shut the **** up!"
WHIP!
You cry silently

She goes away
You jump out of the tub
Run naked into your room
Lock the door

The iron fist knocks
"Open this **** door"
You weep"Go away mommy"

She kicks the door down
Punches you down
Chokes you
Gets up
Grabs her gun
Puts it in your mouth
Tells you stop crying or you die
"Mommy don't"
"Shut up! You think this is a game?"
"No mommy!"
She lifts you up
"Stop crying you *****! Or you'll be dying tonight"
You stop but still whimper
She drops you and leaves your room

No words were said for the rest of that night
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