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Florence Maude May 2015
People think that perfection
Means you're the golden child
With everything going right in your life
With nothing crazy or wild

When they don't realize
How wrong they really are

Perfection is really
A mask
To hide
Pain
Injuries
Sorrow

You can only see it if the mask is removed
That plastic mask
That somehow everyone is oblivious to

So pity the perfect
Tell them hello
And say that you'll never let them go
Florence Maude Jan 2016
Break me down bit by bit
See which foreign piece will fit
Hold me back with chains of ice
Notice how you didn't think twice
Of the unhumanity at hand  

Scatter my thought
Love me nought
Hold me back with iron grip
Notice the sides start to flip
As I begin to take a stand

You have hurt me so
In ways you'll never know
Held me back from the world
Notice how this unfurled
And how it didn't go as planned
I'm back! My latest soul searching adventure has less to the conclusion that 80% of my poems ****... So im writing better ones! All because I got inspired this morning at 2AM (joy). Hope you like it!
Florence Maude Sep 2015
Please
Don't
Leave

After all this time
After all our struggles
After all these memories
After all these troubles

After 'I love you's
After all the tears
After all the victories
After all the fears

After all we have lost
I cannot lose you
Not after
Everyone else

Please
Don't
Leave

I need you.
For my brother Julian, who is currently in a coma
Thousands of miles away
Florence Maude Mar 2015
Chin up,
Look ahead,
Back Straight,
Innocence.

Keep in check,
Don't act out,
Don't let them see you cry,
Statue-like,

It isn't easy being queen,
It's harder than it seems,

Ruling the world,
With a firm steady hand,

Showing the world the picture perfect image they want to see,
Unable to be free.
Run
Florence Maude Mar 2015
Run
Run, run, run;
It's all we ever do.

Hide, hide hide;
Don't let them catch you.

Watch out, watch out, watch out;
They're coming for us.

Darling, darling, darling;
Don't be afraid.

Promise, promise, promise;
Everything will be okay.

As long as we run, Run, RUN;
We'll be alright.
Florence Maude Apr 2015
If you can hear my disguised screams

Send out a flare
Bright red
Into the sky

And tell me to have hope
To teach me to fly

If you can see me crumbling

Send out a flare
Bright red
Into the sky

And tell me that I can be fixed
To teach me to not be tricked

If you can see me trapped here in this cage

Send out a flare
Bright red
Into the sky

And tell me how to get out
To teach me others ways rather than to flail about

Save me
Save me
From this misery

Save me
Save me
No easier could it be

To help me be free
Oh please do not flee

Just please help save me
That's all I ask of thee
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 Jul 2015
Stay back
Don't get to close
The quietest of us
Fear the most

We fear
And fight our demons
While life passes by
But no one can hear a sound
No one sees enough to ask why

The prison of silence can be torture
Being here all alone
But for some of us it's a blessing
To not have someone asking if we're home

For me it's best to be kept away
So those around me don't hurt
For my heart is constructed of ice
But my mind is built of fire
Conflicting within me
Making my need for isolation more dire

Here in my kingdom of ice and fire
I am the queen
Ruling however I please
With a civil war on the horizon
Yet floating through time with ease

So you wonder why people ignore us
Well for some know all to well
That the quietest of us can be the most dangerous
The wild cards that can't be helped

But don't worry
Not all of us strike poison
So if you dare go greet them
Make sure to bring your knives
I worry this one is all over the place
Florence Maude Apr 2015
They can't tell how the other feels,
They can't see that there's something real.

What bitter sweet tragedy,
That they can't see.

She secretly loves him and he secretly loves her,
A mystery how such thing can occur.

They don't tell one another,
How much they love eachother.

Such a shame,
That life had to put them in this game.

Keeping the truest of love apart,
Never giving it the chance to start
Florence Maude Jul 2015
Drip
Drip
Drip
Is all you hear
In the dark silence
Of the night

You can feel their hot breath
Dancing on the back of your neck
And you turn and look behind you
To see nothing

You can smell the blood on their teeth
From their last ****
But your nose
Leads you no where

You reach out into the blackness
And feel nothing
But smoke and mirrors

You don't know where they are
What they are
Who they seem to be
Why they're after you
Or when they're coming to feast

All you can do
Is *wait

And wait
And wait
Until the beasts **strike
A little horror poem for you all

Or more like a metaphorical piece that is hard to crack
Florence Maude May 2015
Do you have that one person
Who always seems to know what to say
To make everything okay?

I sure hope so
And I hope that he never goes
Far far away

I know that he'll never be my foe
And he'll never leave me in tow
And that he'll help me when my spirit begins to fray

Oh how I can't wait to meet him
The one who keeps the monsters at bay
Some day
For my dear brother Julian
Florence Maude Jun 2015
Maybe in this old town
That those hipsters have run into the ground
We can find
That we’re so much more

Maybe we can be
Better than those people
Trying so hard to find the money in the ground
Maybe we can find that we can be something more

Maybe we can see
How life is suppose to be
Instead of wandering around blind with hate
Maybe we can find that we can be something more

Maybe we are
Better off than those low life
Who care nothing of the world
And maybe then we can become something more
Florence Maude May 2015
I am
Only a shell
Of who I was

But when I look at him
Though I hate him
Something
Sparks

A spark ignites my soul
And my walls come crashing down
Though I've built them as high as they'll go
This impossibility becomes a reality
Florence Maude Jun 2015
I'm trapped inside these walls
I'm tied down to these halls
I cannot leave
I cannot be free

I just want to run away
Oh how I wish I could stay
But I can't stay caged any longer

I just want to run and hide
From these monsters in the wild
Who knew I could be so afraid
Of being trapped in this prison I've made
Florence Maude May 2015
What if we could walk the world
After having shed our masks
What would people think of us
After they see us how we really are
Will they go into shock?
Will they wish that they had believed us?
We shall never know.

For we are to afraid
To step out into the light
In fear that someone would take it
Far far away
And that we'd have to search for it all over again
Florence Maude Apr 2015
My weary heart begins to bleed
Bleeding all the lovers tears that i'll ever need
How could I have had so much greed
To wish for true love

How far above the clouds I went?
I shall never know
But I know that all my love for him has been spent
How could I have been so foolish

I light a match
And set afire
The dreams
The hopes
The moments
The love poems
Until there is nothing left
But smoke and ash

How could I not see
How mad could I be
To not notice
His hatred for me

I have to get him out of my sight
For everything to be alright
And here I thought our future would be so bright
Instead this

So I set my love for you ablaze
Til there's nothing left
But my little black heart now lays there charred
Oh how I never knew it could be so scarred.
Florence Maude Mar 2015
Cassandra, Cassandra, Cassandra.

How else can you write another name in its place?

To match your dark eyes and hair,
Your smile and the fancy dresses you wear,

How does one compare?

To the books you read,
To the music you play,

To the songs you sing,
To the stories you write,

The dances you dance,
And the light you shine on the world.

The answer is:
You can't.

Nothing could be better about you,
The Beautiful Cassandra
'The Beautiful Cassandra' is actually a story that beloved author Cassandra Clare wrote in her early days of writing. Lucky me -I have a friend named Cassandra, I often call her The Beautiful Cassandra as reference & as a compliment. This poem is dedicated to her, my beautiful friend.
Florence Maude Nov 2016
I was set free
But not by a lock and a key
But by one little word
Just as I had always dreamed...

It's been so long since I could walk without the shackles
I'm finally happy...


I almost miss it.
Funny, I never thought I'd say that,
But it's true

Now that I'm finally out of the cage
I don't know what to do
Florence Maude Jan 2016
Her eyes a pool of liquid jewels
Drunken by only the most foolish of fools
Draw me in and weaken my legs
As if I’d devoured several kegs

Her smile that of an angel
The kind found in the old fables
Greets me warmly and welcomes me home
As if it’s the only one I’ve ever known

Her heart purer than gold
No matter how young or old
Loves me undoubtly and makes me lucky
As if I’ve won the grandest of lottery

How such a saint love a pilgrim such as me
Shall forever remain a mystery
Her voice lifts me from life’s misery
And shows me that all along she was the key
Romeo and Juliet Perspective Poem 2/3
Florence Maude Apr 2015
Shallow tears,
Plastic fears,
Show me who you are.

Open up,
Don't cover up,
I won't leave a scar.

Let me in I want to see who is behind the mask,
So far it hasn't been an easy task.
Florence Maude Apr 2015
This a message to those who can't speak,
To those who haven't eaten in a week.

To those who cry late into the night,
To those who lie and say they're alright.

To those who want to die,
To those who tars trying not to cry.

To those who can't breathe,
To those who cover scars and cuts with their sleeves.

This is a message saying,
"Just hold on,
At least one more day,
Things can't get worse anyway."

This is a message saying,
"Believe in yourself,
believe in hope,
You don't have to be a saint or pope."

This is a message saying,
"I haven't met you yet,
But I care,
So stay long enough so we can get there."

Oh this little message of mine,
Is to remind you that things will turn out fine.

Just hold on,
And the pain will soon be gone.

Just be here,
And I shall guide you off the oath of fear.
Florence Maude Jun 2017
I guess that didn't go the way I planned.
Even with the wheelhouse fully manned,
Here I stand,
With my goal underachieved.

I guess that didn't go the way I planned.
Even with my feet on the land,
I feel like I'm only standing on a strand
Of the ideas I had before.

I guess that didn't go the way I planned.
Even now my dreams turn to sand,
And all seem so bland,
Compared to the rest things that have happened since.

Even though it didn't go the way I planned,
The results of the effort are still grand.
Sometimes you need for life to give you a hand
In changing your aims for something better.
:3 Guess who still can't write poetry? Oh well, I've gotten better at the very least.
Florence Maude Apr 2015
Everyone says
You need a lover
But all I can say is
I'll never find another

Life is a glass half full
Since he was taken from me
And I wish that they could see
How I cannot be free

I was once a wife
Who would always open the window
But not anymore since I've become
A Widow
Florence Maude May 2015
There's this boy
Of course there is
This is how it starts

Your eyes meet
Something changes in his face
Something you just can't place
Something special and new

You say you don't deserve him
When you do more than you know

So dear Marie
Listen to me when I say
You  deserve to be happy
In every way
For my dear friend Marie
Florence Maude Sep 2015
Some days
All that holds me is a thread
And there I stay dangling

Some days
The scissors close in
And nearly cut me down

Some days
I struggle to hold on
And sometimes I wish to slip
But I don't.

I hold on
To my little thread
As the scissors close in

Helpless
Stranded
Alone

But then I see a light at the end of the tunnel
It tells me to hold on
And it keeps my little thread away from the scissors

Though I'm stuck here
All alone
I've found something
To call home
Don't let the scissors snip your strings,
Don't let the non believers clip your wings
Florence Maude Aug 2015
Maybe I could walk a tightrope
Even when the strings all broke
And maybe I wouldnt fall
And maybe I didn't have to lose it all

Maybe I didn't have to dive so deep
Deeper than six feet
Maybe then someone could hear my screams
Maybe this time someone will save me

Maybe I'll learn to escape
As everything escalates
Maybe I can save my self
For I can't see anyone else

Maybe I'll wake up anew
With the sky so blue
And all the grays I've ever known
Fading away
For the sunshine is here to stay

But for now I'll walk my tightrope
As all the other strings break
But I'll do whatever it takes
To walk my way
Florence Maude Apr 2015
As the ashes slowly turn to dust
I slowly begin to rust
For my love is gone

He took it all
Along with my heart
And I slowly begin to realize how hard my body took the fall

But this isn't the end
My story can't end here
I just have to take my time and mend

Then once again I'll rise
When someone new comes and picks up my broken pieces
And breaks through my disguise

So I must wait
Standing here exposed like bait
Until someone takes the time of day
To despite my now heartless chest
Love me anyways
Florence Maude Jun 2015
What if I could be
What ever I want to be
Without you coming and crushing my dreams

What if I was free
From your misery
Without you hurting me again

To bad
That I'm stuck in this town
All alone

So sad,
That I'm forced to suffer
And keep getting pushed around
Florence Maude Nov 2015
Don't look that way at me
We'll only be another tragedy

Like Juliet and Romeo
Like Monroe and DiMaggio
Like Princess Anne and her lover Joe

All will end with broken glass
Because we both know
That we won't last
Florence Maude Apr 2015
Noticing from afar,
hands being held,
Small glances made,
Imagining how it feels to be that way.

Witnessing the first kiss happen,
Watching as he gets on one knee,
Hoping that's what my love we be.

Alas, I only watch,
For no one looks at the quiet girls,
Like they're the only star in the sky,
The apple of their eye,
The northern lights in their life.

But I can only dream,
I can only wait,
I can only hope,
That the love I will have is true.
Florence Maude Sep 2015
I've got a fire in my soul
Behind this sheet of ice
And if you think to mess with me
You better think twice

I've got heaven on my mind
With hell in my veins
And if you ask how that can be
Well we all make mistakes

I've got the face of a doll
With a cloak of innocence
And if you ask what's underneath
You'll just have to wait and see

I've got gardens in my heart
With thorns as my fences
And if you ask to be let in
Just don't is my two cents
Florence Maude Nov 2016
Sometimes you have to fall apart to fall back together
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.
Florence Maude May 2015
I remember that when we were little
We use to jump on your couch
Our dads would hold us upside down
And we laughed until we couldn't stop

I remember that when we were young
We use to dream about the world
We'd try to make the impossible reality
And we'd love life as it is

Can you believe all that's happened?
As the years have gone by
Didn't it feel like magic
Playing under the sky with our minds going above

We had the world in our hands
Our heads with the stars
Our eyes in a fantasy
And the magic was still in our hearts

I remember two years back when life just couldn't keep up
We were zooming past the galaxy
Nothing could stop us
And we both knew that together we could rule the world

I still have the magic in my heart
And I carry the memories
And I love them
To this very day

It seems that you have lost the magic
That you gave away the memories
That you don't care what happened
That you don't remember to this day

Now we barely talk at all
Unless its to say thanks

Now you went back home to New York
But
You didn't say
Goodbye
tsrtuoery
Florence Maude Apr 2015
Starlight,
Stars bright,
I wish I may,
I wish I might,
Please grant me this wish tonight.

Or so the stories say,
That wishing stars,
Though oh so far,
Grant Wishes.

If you ask,
By saying the rhyme,
Or try again another time,
The wish will come true if you wish with all of your heart,
And then maybe,
Just maybe,
The magic will start.

So wish you may,
And wish you might,
See a wishing star,
Tonight.
Florence Maude Oct 2015
As it consumes your mind
You tend to find
That the littlest of things
Become terrifying

It poisons your day
Blocks out the light
Controlling you in ways
You could never imagine
Best Wishes to the girl who I based "The Beautiful Cassandra" off of. She is currently having severe back surgery
Florence Maude Nov 2016
I see you
On the other side
Of the glass.

At least...
That's what I think it is.

Though even if it is glass
Why don't you turn to look at me
As I scream your name
And try to break it.

Overtime
I found
That there was glass
Just not where I thought it was.

And overtime
I found
That I wasn't the one who finally broke it.
It's been a while.
Florence Maude Jun 2015
Your words fit together
Like a puzzle
Then their poison sinks in

Your words are
Twisting around my head
Making me wish there was an instead

Why can't you just leave me be
Why can't you just let me be free
We both know that there's nothing wrong with me
Florence Maude May 2015
You can't
Tell me who I am
Because you don't see
The real me

You think I'm shy
When I'm not
I just don't want to show you
Who I am

You think I'm delicate
When I'm not
I just hide how much
I can endure

You think I'm angelic
When I'm not
I just don't show
My demons

You think I'm lying when I say
What you think I am is wrong
You just haven't met
The real me
You Think You Know Me
But You Don't

— The End —