maria

maria Apr 2018

Medicine

I'm the best thing for you?
Well, so is medicine,
But the tastes makes you
Spit it out.

Don't you claim such things,
And then spit me out.
Don't speak with your eyes closed,
And cry with your hands ******.

I am your medicine.
I heal, I fight for you,
But my existence is nothing
If I'm refused.

when people search for others to fix them, they almost always will not listen, because if they listened and learned, nobody would need to fix them anymore. codependency is toxic in any relationship.

maria Apr 2018

Give

You ask of me
The one thing
I cannot give.

I cannot give
You the rest
Of my life.

Moments
cannot dictate
Years of growing.

I must live
and learn
On my own.

people ask you to promise forever and never change. though the promise is endearing, especially when young, no promises are ever concrete.

maria Apr 2018

Water

Have you ever tried to hold water
in your hands and
timed how long you could
before the water slipped through?

And, you try it,
over and over again,
squeezing your hands more tightly together,
trying to prevent it from running down your arms.

That,
my love,
is the equivalent
to loving you.

maria Apr 2018

Wait

I always knew we
would not last,
but now that the time is here,
my heart aches to no end.

I am realizing that
your hair will
no longer be
mine to touch.

I will never
hear your laugh
again
without flinching.

As much as I want
to hold on to you,
I have to remember
what is best.

We do not work,
and you're going
to leave,
and I refuse

to wait.

doing what is best for yourself and others can, at many times, be painful.

#heartbreak

maria Apr 2018

The Sun

I missed him.
His glowing presence
And warm nature
Brought back the color
Of the ground.
He brought me
Back to life
After a season
Of death.
His existence
Was clouded by worries,
But he came back
Today.

maria Apr 2018

Happy

i write of sad things,
lust, or mishappenings,
but there is life for me,
and it makes me happy.

i did not know you would say "i love you" back.
i did not know that God was still with me.
i did not know that my family forgave me.
i did not know i could be so happy.

poetry comes easily
from my sadness,
for it is my remedy
amongst the madness.

but i am actually stable,
for i can finally breathe.
i am allowed to live
my life without apologies.

you can unapologetically live happily; don't feel guilty.

maria Apr 2018

Damage

when you are
stumbling
constantly,
without break,
and you
look back,

you get
to see
all
the damage
you have
done.

when you
are
running,
you don't
notice
the scars

that you
have
left,
until
you turn
around.