She see's him...

Their naked bodies. Lights on, shades and windows wide open.
Fully exposed.

They have no shame,
they look lively,
happy,
ecstatic.

And she wonders what she's doing wrong.

Has she done something wrong?

Although she's known about the other woman.
She's been knowing and has said nothing... Done nothing.

Why?

Why doesn't she bring her words aloud?
Thought's roam the surface?
Feelings strike freely?

She deserves answers.

She deserves to go and be gone.

Live her life without asking.

Obviously he does not do so, so why must she?
She does not change her image, she does not stand and fight.
She does not release the lies he's told and the truths she knows.

You can finally go..
Finally leave..
Why do you stay? Why not leave?
Can't she leave and not look back?

You're obviously not enough for him, so why should he be for you?

You deserve better!

An innocent should not be with the unfaithful.
You are nature and he's a one eyed mischievous slithering snake.


Continue your ever so loving cherishing life.

it was in the hours
between evening and
the fading warmth
of late afternoon
she could feel the changes
of the season
in the way the rain
fell in short,
whispered breaths
against her window

there are no hands
to hold
the creeping silence
the yellow light
of the lamp
nodding an apology
into the strands
of her hair

when did it change-
the twisting
hurry of the snow?
water is pooling
in the grass and
on the dimpled
sidewalk
bleeding light
like an open sore

This ones for you.
Remember that night you had the dream I died? You called me crying at 4am. I told you I loved you and I'm still here.
Remember that first kiss? I planned it for months and it surprised me even still.
Remember the first night sleeping next to me? I had never felt so safe with someone.
Remember when we talked about the future and stared at the ceiling for hours? The future ended to fast.  
Remember when you kissed me and told me it was just distance? That was the last time.
Remember when you took my heart and told me that's it? Can I have it back it's been months.
Well I remember sitting here dreaming about you everyday wondering if you are okay or how your doing. Still sitting with this hoodie on.
I hope life is going good.
This ones for you.

Go, little book,
To him who, on a lute with horns of pearl,
Sang of the white feet of the Golden Girl:
And bid him look
Into thy pages:  it may hap that he
May find that golden maidens dance through thee.

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my *******,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Confess the words that are
trapped behind a stubborn mind
and every clause you conceal
because with every tear of light
and sailor in the night
ten million heavy hearts are breaking.

AND DON'T FORGET YOU AREN'T ALONE

think of all the computers
you sat and ate dinner not long ago
thinking you'd be asleep soon
but aha, you've got insomnia *******.

cheer up
for Christ sakes man
it's only a film
and you're at the center
maybe you'll look up some day
at distant stars and think
WOW we're just like that !

So this isn't a poem... But I've decided to ask on here (Instead of keep asking on instagram: @Maybeiloveyoutoo)
I'm looking for someone to do a collab with. Either poetry or a story. Right now I'm looking for a call & response kind of poetry collab. And for a story I'm open to ideas, just keep in mind writing crime and gore, or even ****** content is hard and uncomfortable for me.
So,  any takers? Just message me!
Any poems written will be put on my HelloPoetry and instagram account. And as for the story, if it is finished, I will put it on my Wattpad.
(Will give half credit to you)

I'll end this with an exert I just finished writing.
"Don't you want to fall in love?" She looked at him with hope in her eyes.
"Love is a fairytale," he replied, looking up to the evening sky.
"Fairytales don't sound so bad right now," she frowned. He looked down at her. His face showed no emotion.
"Yes, they do," he said, "If you go into a fairytale, then you won't see the reality that lies in front you."
"Then let me live a beautiful lie," she whispered.

Gently so, the wind did go, go on a-whispering.
And thru the night, into the night, a-whispering
It did go. Go, Sweet Wind, go on a-whispering.  

In mellifluous tones, to the height of Christendom,
Sing a sigh, Sweet Wind, to the ears of ev'ry man.

Gently so, the wind did go, go on a-whispering.
And thru the night, into the night, a-whispering
It did go. Go, Sweet Wind, go on a-whispering.

In mellifluous tones, to the height of Christendom,
Sing a sigh, Sweet Wind, to the ears of ev'ry woman.

Gently so, the wind did go, go on a-whispering.
And thru the night, into the night, a-whispering
It did go. Go, Sweet Wind, go on a-whispering.