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Marissa Calderon Dec 2020
I realized we were always meant to crash and burn
when I wanted to wrap myself around you like a tree.
Marissa Calderon Dec 2020
He was a damaged
amongst the damaged,
and that made him feel less damaged.
Marissa Calderon Dec 2020
So, what now?


Are you going to critique the weather?

Harass the clouds?

Make fun of thunder for being off key?


Are you going to dissect lightning
for not beating the ground
the way you would?


You never appreciated the beauty of storms
and I guess it's because the hurricane in you won't allow it.
Marissa Calderon Dec 2020
There will come a day
when you realize...
that you have more yesterdays..
than tomorrow's.

And that
is completely
terrifying.
Marissa Calderon Jul 2020
Someone stole my color today.
My vibrance is missing, it's gone away.
I don't know what else to say
because someone stole my color today.

My red is gone, orange and yellow too.
I'm already missing their warm hue.
I can't find green, I can't find blue
Somebody help! I don't know what to do!

Please tell me they're hiding!
Please say that I'm lying!
I don't want to keep on writing
about my lost colors-
Am I crying?

What if purple's gone astray?
Or maybe indigo just lost its way?
I feel as if I'm starting to decay.
Wait, when did everything turn to gray?

...

I'm finding it hard to keep myself at bay.
This is so much more than I can take.
I didn't choose to be black, white and gray

but someone stole my color today.
Marissa Calderon Jul 2020
I have a secret to share with you.



The pain will go away when it's done teaching,
Marissa Calderon Jul 2020
I'd rather listen to your story than attend your funeral.
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