GhostlyLiving: Favorites

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Paint Me

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Paint Me

Paint me on a canvas of the most brilliant white.
Make my body of the most magnificent colors.
Paint me with the best of brushes,
the finest of paints.

Make me worth something more,
than your average human.

Stroke my face with the stillest hands.
Create my appearance and complexion with the most delicate of details.
Make my body the utmost of accurate,
please no enhancements.

Make me love myself,
make my body worth loving,
highlighting it with the most beautiful colors and shades.

#love #paint #body #colors #delicate #create #stroke

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Jacket

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Jacket

I'm looking for a jacket.
To save me from the cold.

It doesn't have to be bold,
I just don't want to be cold.

The cold is creeping inside me.
I miss what I used to be.

It bites at my skin.
I can't let it win.

Will you be my coat?

Can you save me from this cold?

#feelings #metaphor #winter #cold #coat

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Ghost of Me

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Ghost of Me

Sometimes I wonder,
Should I wander?
Should I leave this world,
Should I become a ghost of my being?

Then I remember,
I already am a ghost.
My memories and feelings are existing too much
too little.
I'm living,
not living.

#living #ghost #remember #existing #ghosts

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Falling

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Falling

I am
falling
falling
falling
F
   A
      L
         L
            I
              N
                  G
Please save me.

#falling #help #save

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Untitled

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Untitled

In my mind, all there is
Is knives.

They cut,
They saw,
They slaughter my mind.
The blades plague my every thought.

How do I break them?
How do I do it?

Some of my "poetry" may not be poetry.

#break #cut #how #saw #knives

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Dead

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Dead

Isn't it weird?
We find death beautiful.

The slow rotting of the leaves in the fall,
We reward old age among the elders in society.

Yet we fear death,
We fear the outcome; what will happen.

Sometimes we are annoyed with death,
at least among plant life.

We rake up the leaves,
we love them until they coat our yards,
becoming a burden.

With dead flowers,
sometimes people keep them.
Sometimes.

Other times they are thrown away,
a carcas of a beautiful life.

#love #dead #fall #beautiful #autumn

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Dead Life

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Dead Life

I live a dead life.

I'm living.
Not living.

Life is dull,
life is gray.

Life is death.
We're all going to die eventually.

We're dying now.
Our chromosomes are
breaking down as I type this.

I am young,
but I am dying.

We are living a dead life.

#dying #life #dead #beautiful

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Whisper Me How I Am

Oct 2014 GhostlyLiving

Reese Mauro

Whisper Me How I Am

Whisper me how I am.

Tell them how I really am,
not a shell of me,
or a new body of me.

Tell my real thoughts,
my real values.

Tell how I looked under the moonlight,
when you whispered "I love you"
Right into my right ear.

Tell them how when I was down,
you came around, and held me tight.
Whispering that it would be alright.

Don't sit there and lie.

Don't tell them that I'm just another girl, because I'm not.

Please.

Whisper me how I am.

#love #whisper

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