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 Sep 2017 MeghanKylie
Rebel Heart
I may seem dangerous
Strong and brave
But I assure you
I break just as easily
As the rest of us
...

And I'll let you in on a secret

I'm already shattered

Far beyond repair
...
I have been this whole time.
 Sep 2017 MeghanKylie
Rebel Heart
There are parts of you that are slipping away
Through my fingertips as if you were sand
Yet pieces of you lay buried deep within
Your name still written across my hand

In the treasure chest locked within my heart
In the empty corners of my brain
Your vignettes fade in and out

In the emptiness locked flowing through my art
In the lost joy of the rain
Your silence makes my heart shout


I'm hanging on to what's not mine anymore
And you're doing the same with me
Yet neither of us refuses to let go
So we're stuck in this loop endlessly

Tell me, darling
What is it we're fighting for?
Or are we simply afraid to be alone?
But I won't ever be alone again you see
Not with the memories of you forever haunting me.
A resurrected piece from 2015 for all those who've loved and lost love ... thank you so much for all your support
I want you to look at me
As if I'm the most beautiful thing in the world

I want you to look at me
Like you've found what you've been looking for

I want you to look at me
As if I make you happy

I want you to look at me
As if I'm more than you could ever ask for

I want you to look at me
As if you never want to let go

I want you to look at me
Like I'm the best thing that ever happened to you

I want you to look at me

*The way I look at you
during my worst times
on the park benches
in the jails
or living with
******
I always had this certain
contentment-
I wouldn't call it
happiness-
it was more of an inner
balance
that settled for
whatever was occuring
and it helped in the
factories
and when relationships
went wrong
with the
girls.
it helped
through the
wars and the
hangovers
the backalley fights
the
hospitals.
to awaken in a cheap room
in a strange city and
pull up the shade-
this was the craziest kind of
contentment

and to walk across the floor
to an old dresser with a
cracked mirror-
see myself, ugly,
grinning at it all.
what matters most is
how well you
walk through the
fire.
 Aug 2017 MeghanKylie
rose
Time
 Aug 2017 MeghanKylie
rose
Can i go back in time
And live again?
This time with my eyes open
:)
 Jul 2017 MeghanKylie
Megan Grace
my hands are tired from
having no purpose
so why don't you take
the load off and
slip your fingers through
mine

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