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The other night you made me a cup of tea.
We bickered because I stole your chocolate. I was always stealing your chocolate. Chocolate is my fave, and I'd find it and eat it however well you thought you'd hid it.
But as we drank our tea, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was not right.
And then I looked at you, and realised what was wrong.

You had died.
I held your hand as you took your last breath...

And yet here we were, drinking tea, and bickering over chocolate.
It was a mistake you told me.
You hadn't died!
You woke up in the morgue, and had only just found your way home.
"*******" I thought.
Who on earth did we hold the funeral for?
You laughed as I worried about the mix up.
"This is serious!" I said.
But you kept on ****** laughing.
Always did have a dark sense of humour you.
My tea went cold as I wondered how I was going to tell everyone you were alive.
Then I opened my eyes.
Tears stung them to life.
And then I realised that you were gone.
Relieved I didn't have to tell people of the awful mistake.
I was happy.
Happy you visited.
Happy you know where to find me...
In a house full of unread books
In a house full of unworn clothes
Lived a lady with an unused heart.
I often wondered how this ladies heart came to be
Full of thorns and full of scorn.
In a house of open heart
In a house of open mind
Lived a lady with open wounds.
People often wondered
How she came to be
Surrounded by brambles that she refused to cut.
In the house full of stale laughter
In the house full of fresh tears
Lived a lady that was numb from the heart.
I often wonder how it will end
Apathy and self pity create barriers impenetrable
For the lady with a heart of thorns.
 May 2015 Chloe Marie
Xan Abyss
She was only seventeen
In a town called Mexicali

Purple lipstick, hair dyed green
Wouldn't let her leave without me

And she liked things obscene
That I won't talk about here

But her **** you wouldn't believe,
So I had to keep her around...

My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl
Her eyes lit up
When I lit up
My marijuana girl
My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl
Smoky dreams
and tequila screams...


...My Marijuana Girl...

She was a wild thing indeed
Life carried by the wind

A little wink is all she needs
To drive a holy man to sin

My bloodshot eyes were hypnotized
My head started to spin

She can blow you up or calm your heart
Like nitroglycerine

My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl
Her eyes lit up
When I lit up
My marijuana girl
My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl
Smoky dreams
and tequila screams...


...My Marijuana Girl...

*Mi chica marijuana
My marijuana girl
Lyrics.
Stop showing
You love me
A little at a time.

Stop saying
You care
Bit by bit.

Stop keeping
Me here
For tiny pieces of time.

Because I need
All of you
Not piece by piece.

I love
All of you
Not just some parts of you.

So love all of me
All the way
All the time.

Or let all of me go
All at once
For good.
2011
 Feb 2013 Chloe Marie
TanTan
YOU think life will unfold you an open road
glittered with success and times of joy
there’ll be goldcrumbs to lead your way,
and a shining light to keep you bright.
But life is a squeeze in a crowd of grumpy people,
no space to manouvre, no space to move
you’re bumped and pushed aside like weeds,
when you get up, there comes another wack
upon a wound that already bleeds;
so, you try a different route,
up an unclimbable hillside,
with strong winds pushing you downside
interfering with your footprints;
as far as you can see, more rocks and muck,
here’s life’s another hurdle, oh, ***?
 Feb 2013 Chloe Marie
JL
Forever we are tethered to one another
No amount of distance  separates us
For I have ensnared a part of you
And surely you have locked away a part of me.
Inseparable we are a golden strand no other
Lover can break; though children are born
And grow. Though seasons pass/sunrises
And sunsets; always are we tied together.
True Love Truly Never Rests
On a night I feel has been well lived
met is her sweet becoming gaze
that savory ocular innocence
built to shadow her soft, fluid, longing intent
that whispers,
"I am open to you."

And so she calmly is
and with my head
full of rocks and irrelevance
I unconsciously enter
and sigh

Once, again, twice more
our love traces a metronome
So soon does it become
an inhale
exhaled
I lean into her
limbs aside
in a love extension
a vital push through tension
and the small red brook that follows
flows to fill a page
and rest a mind
2-4-2013
Time and time again I think of you.
Memories etched in the corners of my mind.
I try to run away, but the tides keep bringing me back to that smile I long for everyday.
I wanted to grow old with you; I wanted to share all the love I could.
There is no doubt I tried to love you, I tried to show you everything I could be.
That was not enough.
Not enough to keep you from running away.

Every night you creep back into my dreams, reminding me of what I desire, yet cannot have.
I see you in my dreams and wish to never wake up, just to hold you, just to feel you, just knowing you are there is all I have left.
What I would give to run my hands through your deep brown hair one more time, or to hear you say everything will be ok.
But I know that is not reality.
I wake up every morning to the cold, dark truth that awaits me.
I want nothing more than to forget you ever existed in my life, to have never fallen in love with you.
Only then would the hurt be absent from my heart.

Seeing you so happy, so free, only hurts me more.
I wanted to give you the world, and if only given the opportunity, now that I see what I lost, I would give you everything you desired.
I know you no longer love me, I know you no longer care. I just want to know what we once had was real.
One day I hope to move on, one day I hope you will be just another stepping stone.
But for now you remain a poison in my mind.
There is no doubt that I love you, and a part of me always will.
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