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 Aug 2024
MuseumofMax
Rue
My mind is in anguish
as I process my past

They carved scars into my skin
With their sharpened knives

Then gave me claws that I couldn’t seem to trim

First I hurt myself
Scratching my skin until it was raw

Salty tears didn’t heal my wounds

Now I’ve scarred your flesh
Because I didn’t file my nails

It bleeds as I stare in horror

I never thought I’d recreate the pain
That I had felt so deeply before


Although I now carefully remove each talon
Inspecting their purpose

Your scars will remain, just as mine

I wish I was never given those weapons
That I didn’t want

I wish hadn’t used them

Forever now I live in reflection
As I wonder if your cuts will heal

As I wonder if we can move forward

My wounds revealed
For you
 Aug 2022
Kelci Nicole Leigh
You are a door
That I have
Never been able
To open
In a house
That was falling
Long before
I was born
Maybe
The latch
Was broken
Maybe
You lost the key
A long time ago

©KNL
 Dec 2021
MuseumofMax
Faint memories
Of the happiest moments of my childhood

Swinging was my favorite

I liked to wander in the grassy fields
Catch a few butterflies
Freeze when I saw
The bees

Soft walks home
With my too-big backpack
My little body
Minuscule in comparison
I remember it felt as if it weighed a ton

Silly talks
And lots of giggles

Science projects

That I hated
All I got was a participation award.

Still I
explored
Found a way into the trees
Biked around town
No fear
Just making my rounds

I even won a few spelling bees
Nothing big just the 4th and 5th grade
Categories

I memorized the words
With no understanding
No wonder I never made it very far

Nature acted as my mother
I found my home in the twisted branches of old oaks
The dead leaves and crab apples
invokes
Comfort

I slept under the stars
And counted them too

Stayed up all night
So I wouldn’t have to say goodbye
just greet the new day
And wish for night once more

Watching the sunrise
With a content sigh
 Dec 2021
MuseumofMax
She was so young
And then she was not
He left with no shame
And she was named a *****
 Dec 2021
MuseumofMax
I remember how you made life fun despite the consequences

Everyday became an adventure-
and every bad time just a passing treasure


“Leave a message after the beep”

That was what the phone used to say-
when you were away and money was tight,

I would pretend you were there and talk anyways,


because a little girl without her mom
gives her rainy days…
 Dec 2021
MuseumofMax
Deep ruffled hair
She smells of sweet jasmine and Desi cooking

She emanates her culture
And shared it with me

She swirls around the room in a deep red saree
Her little sister watches inspired

A teacher with a good heart
Never failing to understand

A friend with a sweet smile
Never wanting to pretend

She is perfect in every way
And yet not

That’s why I like her
Oh and she’s hot
A little poem about my best friend
 Dec 2021
MuseumofMax
I thought I would write again to help me fall asleep

I took my final today and got an A
It was easy but it’s still something so yay

Im working on staying positive
And when the depressive hits
I let it sit and feel it fully
No more pushing the waves down
No more hiding my frown.
Nap time
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