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 Aug 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
Shedding skin,
I am choking in myself
And drowning in the sea of on-lookers, watchers.
Twisting and bending
Just trying to escape, i'm still trapped
And they're closing in on me
Vunerable and small.
I shrink into a microscopic thing
A bug, dust, a thing.
I shrink in my fear
But they're still closing
So I grow. Enormous
Bigger, bigger
Towering over the crowd
From faux confidence
I stumbled on the spinning world
Fell and crushed them all.
 Aug 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
If she studies this shade of white any longer,
She'll probably become it.
And if She refuses any more,
Society will win, She'll become paper thin.
Thinner than her.
Thinner than him.
Thinner than all of us.
It's all that matters.
Breathing doesn't mean a thing
If it's not this painful,
Food seems to clog her mouth
And she struggles,
She struggles to chew, to breathe
Struggles to exist.
She bleeds for beauty that isn't real.
Waiting for that body to disslove in mist.
Paper thin. Paper thin.
Take me away, down the drain
Drip me down this sink like a faulty tap
Let me drink every other girl's selfish thoughts.
I want to change something,
I want to change someone, anything at all.
Paper thin. Paper thin.
 Aug 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
Lie, lie, lie, lie straight to my face
And tear out my heart
It pulsates in your hand
But it's black, black and dying
Look at what you've done!

Lie, lie, lie, kiss me and lie with your lips
My love spills out from my mouth
You drink it,
It tastes so foul! Spit it!
Spit it out behind closed doors
Where I can't see
And lie, lie, lie to me.

Say it. Say the putrid words
I long to hear
Say you love me with no meaning
It's all I want,
I swear.
I just wish to dissolve in your lies
Liar, lie, lie, lie to me.

Plastic hearts always melt first in a fire
And darling, I guess that means you're dead.
Ghouls and zombies,
Precious creatures, especially you.
Lie, lie, lie to me liar,
And tell me you're alive.

Give me your heart,
I'll treat it well,
I promise.
I'll stab a ******* knife
Right through it.
That's all you deserve
You precious, precious liar.
 Aug 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
If I could, I'd sing to you sweetly
just to mend your broken lip.

And I'd steal all the pirates treasure
just to heal your scarring hips.

I would burn every magazine
and modelling agency
Just to see you taste again

If I could, I would oil these rusty arms
just to hold you forever.

I'd paint a smile on you permanently
with the richest colour pink,

Sticky tape your shattered ribs together
and watch you breathe again.

I promise I'd guide you to the mirror
and make sure it reflects just how beautiful
just how beautiful everyone sees that you are.
 Aug 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
You said yourself that the world doesn't spin for us
So, darling, why are you looking at me like that?
You're the reason I don't like eye contact.
Never sure if you're judging or wanting me.
And you're coming across as a child.
Didn't your Ma ever tell you it's rude to stare?
Ah, darling, talk to me to sort this out
Because we left this situation so broken.
Are you scared? I am.
Are you ignorant? I know you are.
And... Is that a bead of sweat on your brow?
I suppose -
The only way I'd know is if I was staring at you too.
 Aug 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
Hippie song circles,
Twist and turn your fate
Show me what's beyond the eye
Taste the absinth and watch the illusions.
Mold me to this earth
And soak me in,
I want to be whole,
I want to be whole again.
Close your eyes and we'll place daisies
In your unbrushed, long blonde hair
LSD, LSD, oh, sweet drugs
Drink my soul and breathe me out as smoke
Dellusions, illusions
Take me back in time
I don't feel right.
Keep me in these guitar kissed
Hippie song circles forever.
 Aug 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
Words that tumble inside my mouth
Stab my tongue like daggers;
I bleed so much pain.
And I really do
I really want to scream these words
From the top of my lungs
But they burst.
This is tragic, this love.
Happier than blue birds that sing
But it hurts too much to even move a limb.
Crippling love, oh woe.
Crippling love, you will save me.
Because as much as it hurts,
You'll still be my rehab, dear,
A love infested detox
Ridding my body of the demons,
The demons that cut me from the inside.
Say it. Say it. Say it.
I can't!
Two words too powerful
They inject a paralysis poison in my veins.
Say it. Say it.
I would love to, but,
I can't breathe again.
I swear,
I swear I'll learn to say it one day,
With my last gasping breath.
I don't know,
 Jul 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
You say that you're unthought of in this dark and cobwebbed mind of mine.

You say you're vanishing and dissolving from this grey, boring life of mine.

You say I've had enough and I've given up,

you say I'm losing myself and the only person who I've ever loved.

But what you don't know,

Is that I'm too afraid to tell you that;

you're in every single one of my demented dreams; saving me.

You don't know you're in every single one of my thoughts in the waking day.

I could never have enough of your precious company; it is just stolen time, with you.

I'm too scared to hurt you dear, that's why you don't know these things,

I'm too scared so instead I push you away.

And I promise, I'll never lose myself, for your sake; so you'll never lose me.

But my silence right now, will set me free.
 Jun 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
Oh, pretty, pretty please tell me
You see me in your dreams,
And pretty, pretty please say
That in your imagination
I'm happier than I seem
Because I've alway been that lost girl
Searching this big world
And your mind twists and deludes who I am
I was never as bubbly as I came across
And I suppose that's why our bubble popped.
How did you make me seem so fake?
When I'm real flesh and bone
Just like you.
I could never be just what you wanted
And you couldn't stay as long as
I wanted you to.
make of this what you want.
 Jun 2012 Caroline Stradley
mads
I-I-I c-can't stop this stutter, t-this involuntary tremble,
And I-I can't seem to close m-my eyes,
Br-bright lights and h-****** screams,
I'm s-scared of this place that doesn't s-seem to exist
To the rest o-o-of the ignorant world,
S-stutter, I'm sick of be-being tongue tied,
Cut it out a-and paint these filthy s-s-streets
With a saliva and b-****** liquid,
I wouldn't mind, I-I'm a part of t-the ignorant world,
They w-wouldn't m-m-mind either.
Cut o-out my tongue and dis-dissolve my words
So I don't have to c-ch-choke upon
Thr-th-three words I've n-never s-s-said
Th-three w-words I c-co-could never s-say.
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