Ariana Bagley

Ariana Bagley Nov 2018

I’m surrounded by people I love,
people who cherish me,
their embraces warm me every second
and all I feel is empty.
my mind is scattered,
my heart is scared,
and I spend every waking night
reminiscing on memories shared.
I’m no longer me,
I’ve only been numb,
I wonder when I’ll find her again,
hopefully in days that’ll come.
I miss who she used to be,
when she wasn’t a mess,
not a care in the world,
living without stress.
someone help me find her,
bring her back to me,
so I can study her parts
and be who I’m supposed to be.

october 31, 2018 (10:43 PM)

#lost #empty

Ariana Bagley Oct 2018

cycle

my heart wasn’t intact when I met you
but you took my pieces
and arranged them into a puzzle I didn’t know could complete me.
you held them close,
cherishing the small details they entailed,
and warmed them when they were bitter.
one day,
you decided my puzzle wasn’t yours anymore,
and you threw away those tiny, curvy fragments.
a few there and a few here,
I will find them.
I’ll piece them back together,
and find my heart again.
looking up at the stars,
I wonder why my heart feels this way,
the same way it did before I met you.

october 1, 2018 (10:57 PM)

Ariana Bagley Sep 2018

vulnerable

I miss being vulnerable
the feeling of being open
the ability to be exposed
and pretend I’m not broken
I miss letting people in on my secrets
I miss people wondering my fears
I miss people wanting to know more and more
but all those people have disappeared
those people took parts of me with them
leaving holes inside for me to find
maybe that’s why my heart hums
but I have to keep an open mind
I’ll hide the pieces people have left for me
(I wish people would’ve done the same with mine)
I’ll pick them up and hold them dearly
(oh and I wonder why I’m so confined)
do I really miss being vulnerable?
letting people in?
I can keep telling myself, “people always leave”
but I’ll only regret it in the end.

sept 21, 2018 (7:15 PM)

Ariana Bagley Sep 2018

only time will tell

only time will tell us if you were the best one for me, if I was the best one for you, or if we were never good for each other in the first place.

august 28, 2018 (7:20 AM)

Ariana Bagley Aug 2018

a promise you didn’t keep

you told me
“I promise I won’t ever hurt you”
we were laying in my bed
I looked at you
in your deep brown eyes
and convinced myself you wouldn’t
now I’m laying in the same place
as my brown eyes fill with tears
convincing myself that my heart might never heal
all because of one broken promise

august 20, 2018 (10:38 PM)

Ariana Bagley Jul 2018

up down

her past was scattered and torn
with endless arguments,
letters bound together with words she didn’t ever want to hear,
and trickles of tears from eyes that were always too occupied to close,
she was always scared of the what ifs,
juggling the possibilities of what was next.
she felt fear for the first time,
wishing upon the last star in the sky,
these moments,
memories that wouldn’t erase
make her always wonder,
“is one more ever just one more?”

june 30, 2018 (12:17 AM)

Ariana Bagley Jun 2018

which is it?

was it the wrong person at the right time? or the right person at the wrong time?

july 1, 2017 (2:05 PM)