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Hannah Marie Nov 2020
As the nights draw in
And the days become cold
I find its you
I am wanting to hold

A hand in mine
An arm around me
Legs tangled
Under a blanket sea

The wind howls outside
The rain bashes down
It’s definitely winter
I can tell from the sound

Winter sounds
Like the wind and the rain
But like laughter, from Christmas
All fun and games

This winter is different,
Because of, you know,
But we’ll soon have Christmas
There’s not long to do

I’m determined to spend it
Right by your side
I’ve told you already
I’ve nothing to hide

As long as I get
My Christmas with you
I won’t complain
If you don’t get me shoes

This year has been different
I think you’ll agree
And dating's not easy
When its just 3 degrees

We’ll find a way through
Like we always do
And we’ll get our Christmas
Just me and you
Hannah Marie Nov 2020
Creativity

She comes in leaps and bounds
Fits and starts
She’s here
Then she’s gone

Creativity

She’s a fickle creature
Here one day
Gone the next

Creativity

How do I summon thee?
How do I get the gods of writing
To bless me?
Hannah Marie Nov 2020
I find
I do not know
what to think

Despite thinking,
A contradiction I know,
That I know my own mind

I am a walking contradiction
I’m pretty but I’m not
I’m thin but I’m not
I’m happy but I’m not

I’m a filthy halfbreed
The in-between
Half Slytherin, half Hufflepuff
Wondering where it all went wrong

It didn’t go wrong, as such
But perhaps just awry

I’m wondering how
I found myself here

Nice boyfriend
Nice parents
Nice life
Boring, but nice

How did I find myself
Being bored all the time?

I’m thoroughly capable
But a perfectionist too
If I can’t do it first time
It goes on the pile
Of things I can’t do

I expect
One day
I’ll get over this phase
But it could just be
The way that I am

Nice, but boring
Not good at much
But not bad at much
average, standard, middling

I’m stuck in the middle
With no way
Up or down
we're back on this ******* babeyyy

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