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  May 2016 Natasha Meyer
GaryFairy
all the things that a mother does
a loving touch, a hand that heals
I wouldn't know what that is like
I wouldn't know how that feels

she is just another stranger
though, the vessel of my birth
she never did what a mother does
though, she put me on this earth

I felt a bond when I was young
but that bond faded away
these words only burn my tongue
"happy mother's day"
Natasha Meyer May 2016
What is it with these humans
punching my keys like there's no tomorrow
Feeding me with their own greedy needs
and filling my mind with senseless pleads.

Are those crumbs?
Are you going to pick them up?
Or are you going to leave them to grow
And create penicillin for better days to come?
Natasha Meyer May 2016
In the corner of my room
I see her standing there
Not a single breath
Or a single sound
But she simply stares
Down at the ground
A lot to say
Afraid to pray
A lonely mind
With so much to say

My alter ego
  Apr 2016 Natasha Meyer
Pauline Morris
I want to take one day
To just go out and play
To forget about the grown up ways

To run, jump and romp
Pretend I'm Godzilla and just stomp
Or be a creature from the swamp

Make mud pies let them bake in the sun
Flap my arms like a bird when I run
**** it I just want to have fun

To see the world again trough the eyes of my inner child
When everything left me so beguiled
To see things in that why,has been such a very long while

Innocence left me at age eight
Since then all I've seen is hate
On a scale my misery would be hard to rate

Is it to much to ask for just ONE day
To go out and have some fun and play
Just one single solitaire day without the gray
Natasha Meyer Apr 2016
Don't you ******* touch me
Don't you even dare
This body is mine and mine alone
And it's the one thing I won't share

**** the vows and promises
Said before man and God
You should have thought about it
Before you broke my heart

Don't you ******* touch me
Dont you even dare
My heart left ruined and broken
There's nothing left to spare

**** the good times and the  bad
It's nothing but a memory
Of things that never should have mattered
And never should have been.

Don't you ******* touch me
Don't you even dare
Cause next time I'll break your arm
I sincerely ******* swear.
Pardon the foul language... But the heat has spoken
  Apr 2016 Natasha Meyer
GaryFairy
how do you get past the anger
how do you get past the rage
how do you finish the chapter
when you never turn the page

there is no happy ending
to that story in your eyes
let's go on pretending
that it's not me you despise

how do you get past the anger
how do you get past the rage
how do you finish the chapter
when you never turn the page

the words that are not spoken
are the ones that won't go away
yesterday that book was open
I am closing that book today
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