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Florence Maude Apr 2015
You can't play me
Like a chess piece

You can't slay me
Like prey

You can't treat me
Like I'm lesser

You can't
You can't
You just can't

For I am a human being

I have
Rights
Freedom
And dignity

I have
Love
Hope
And trust

I am not some puppet in your play
I am not some punching bag at the gym
I am not some target that you can shoot at

I am alive

So you can't
Shoot me down,
Kick me when I'm on the ground
Hurt me and think I'll come back around

I am alive

And I have the right to be free
Florence Maude Apr 2015
Grey
Just Grey
Black and white world
Black and white life
Black and white heart
Nothing special

Until...

You

Like color to a canvas you lit up
My world
My life
And my heart

Now because of you I have color
And with that color
Came hope

A hope that things could change
That things could be better
That this wasn't the end

That my fairy tale dream of life
Would no longer be fantasy

And it can't
It just can't be a fantasy any longer
Because of you

And I thank you for this spark
To light up my life
And to keep my dreams of love alive
Florence Maude Apr 2015
I looked into the mirror
To see
A terrifying monster
Staring back at me

I took a step back
And the monster did the same
Perfect timing
Perfect time frame

I made a confused face
And the monster copied me
A reflection of my actions
Oh what a sight it was to see

To test this beast I smiled
The monster smiled back
And I realized

I'm afraid of it
And it's afraid of me
Neither of us would hurt the other you see

And I learned
That the so called beast
Wasn't looking for a feast
Only someone who could love it

So
I became friends
With the monster in the mirror

And I discovered
What love really is
Florence Maude Apr 2015
There is a hole
In my heart
And it's shaped
Like yours

There is this emptiness
In my lungs
And it's all because
Of you

There are these flutters
In my stomach
And they appear when I
See You

How do you make me feel this way?
Any time of day?

Where are the wires?
Where are the tires?

Where are the strings?
Where are the backstage things?

How do you do it?
You must be a magician
To make me feel this way
Florence Maude Apr 2015
Today
Today is the day
The day that I feel utterly
And completely
ALONE

I scream out to the world
But all I get in return
Is the empty echo of my voice

I listen to the world
But all I hear
Is my black heart beating hollowly in my chest

I look at the world
But all I see
Is the blur of life passing by without a care

Just who will be there?
To listen my cries by choice?

Just who will be there?
To call out to me instead of myself and all the rest?

Just who will be there?
To help me crawl out of the hole filled with the burdens I bear?

Who will be there?
Who will be there?
Who will be there?

Or to more simply put it,

Who will care?
Florence Maude Apr 2015
It was your fault,
That this happened,
That this sparked,
Its all your fault.

It really is,
No matter what you say,
No matter what happens,
Its all your fault.

For if you set a fire under me,
Expecting a petty spark,
You instead get a wild fire,
Its all your fault.

It won't disappear,
It won't die down,
Its all your fault.

It will only grow,
And start up new flames,
Its all your fault.

You wonder why its all your fault?
Well the answer is simple,
Its all your fault,
For setting me ablaze.
Florence Maude Apr 2015
What happened,
To the guy who always wore his smile,
To the guy who was positive for at least a little while,
To the guy who was my friend?

Where did he go?
Such sunshine can't fall away so suddenly,
It can't just fade away... can it?

He's a monster now,
Selfish,
Hostile,
Filled with rage.

And I'm the prey.
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