Arianna Anderson

Arianna Anderson Dec 2012

This isn't your Jersey Shore, High school Relationship

You don't believe in love yet....

You look at me differently

You look at me like I've reached
unlocked
warmed
the part of you that hasn't reared its precious head up in a while

You look at me like you can't help yourself
You can't help being drawn to me
You can't help that your lips quiver when I speak
You can't help the goose bumps

You look at me like you've found the thing you've been missing
Years of searching and being disappointed
And you've found it
You've found me...

And I look at you like you've caressed my nerves
Whispered to my soul
Kissed my senses
Massaged my thoughts

And I look at you like a man
Like an angel
Like my future
Nothing like my father

And I look at you like you've contained my depression
Like you've not just painted on a smile
But actually given me a life supply
Like you're my soul mate.

Arianna Anderson Dec 2012

Hope This One Lasts

Its the way you smile
When you see my face
It's your clever syntax
Revealing your intelligence
Your protective ways
Makes me feel at home
I'm just glad to call you mine.

Its your calming voice
And your defensive mind
That calms my panic
When I get anxious
But you deal with my craziness
And my broken spirit
I'm just glad to call you mine.

Though this seems way too easy
It's actually pretty complex
If you think about it
It's your eager tone
It's your confident smirks
And your modest composure
That makes me glad to call you mine.

Arianna Anderson Dec 2012

Definition of Betrayal

There was this glimpse of hope in your eyes
Behind your physical state I could see more
A breath of eternity sounded like a deep roar
A deep chuckle of happiness

Still on my journey to find what love is
But I kept stumbling upon the definition of betrayal
Monsieur, aidez- moi.. my heart is trembling and frail
With a glow; with a glimmer you held out your hand

Arianna Anderson Nov 2012

Dad

You don't even deserve the title.

My fake smiles that took hours in plastic surgery
The hugs I give you just to feel like I'm one of your kids
You say I love you as if you meant it
"I'll take care of you" but you never did

The forgotten child.. The middle child
All in the same
I can trust no one
And you are to blame

I promise you.. I swear on it..
You make those seem like prepositions
Used so often that I don't even notice anymore
I loathe you, I forgot to mention

It's not only me you hurt
You've hurt my mother as well
Physically, emotionally, and financially
So with that said... Go to hell

I know he's my parent in all but... he does nothing, he's all *******. And he's only that way with me.
my other siblings and their mothers have no issue but I guess I was born into the curse.

Arianna Anderson Nov 2012

Computer Love

My waves of sensuality I blow toward you
Feeding you mega bites of sensations
Typing up equations of forever
And blowing up your notifications

Sit down with me and tell me about your unknown
Let me send you love through a screen
Kisses in parenthesis and moans in capitals
The brain making up what it hasn't seen

Our fingers create the problems
Typing up mistakes and regrets
The distance forever wounding our thoughts
The finish line we haven't met

Soon my love
Soon.

Although my heart and soul is in Texas, I shall wait until the day we met. I will forever be in his *******, my Love for Eric will never wither.

Arianna Anderson Oct 2012

Poem I wrote when I was 12. I was disturbed.

This is all for you
Whether it be with a knife, gun, or cyanide
We love you and worship you my dear
Two more days until the mass suicide

I shall leave no suicide note
I shall make no will
No one really could give a **** whether I go or not
Two more days until the ****

Two more days until I give it all up
Two more days until we all sacrifice ourselves to you
You are our god, our everything
And two more days until we’re black and blue

This thought of dying doesn’t make me cringe
It draws happiness onto my black paper that’s labeled “life”
I’m not scared one bit
There’s one more day until I walk toward that light

Are you proud of us?
Are you proud of me?
Will you miss me when I’m gone?
Because there’s one more day until I end everything

I burnt all my old notes from friends
I burnt all the memories
I killed off all the negative thoughts
I killed off all the used-to-be’s

Today is the day
As we all gather around
Armed with guns, poisons, and much more
Nobody makes one single sound

This is not a day of darkness
We are sacrifices, and to die for our god is the way to go
I try to empty my thoughts
Before this gun blows

Dear god standing before me
As I see these bodies drop to the ground for you
This mass suicide is quite entertaining isn’t it?
I’m not stupid, you’re a murderer, I’m sorry I shot you

-Sincerely
Your Disciple

Arianna Anderson Oct 2012

Know yourself. Who are you? Let me tell you.

Breathe in my words
I want you to ******* truth
Let it wrap around your tongue
Weaving through your taste buds as I speak
Stuttering across my compliments
You can't comprehend such an uplifting exhale
Adopting a new smile
The smile of knowledge
The smile of acceptance
Embracing the aura of who've
Who've you become?
Who've you become?
Who've you become?
Let that soak into your ear drums
Let it marinate