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  Aug 2016 Samm Marie
Ana S
The whispers of the night hides my loneliness.
The shadows hide my emptiness.
Along with the loneliness they take my freedom.
They take my sanity.
Every bit that was left anyways.
I search for brighter days.
All I see is the rain.
As I watch the blood wash down the drain.
My wrist bleed.
I scream.
I fight.
I can't take one more night.
Nothing is right.
Forgiveness comes too easy to me.
I give and give.
But now I'm empty.
Nothing left to give.
So now I must leave this broken world.
God I'm gonna let it go.
Easy love
  Aug 2016 Samm Marie
Audrey Jensen
Crave it. Crave life. Desire things that aren't material. Learn to grip every little thing and never let the feeling of being blown away by this earth leave your fingertips. Try new foods from different places and cultures. Don't shut your mind off to things that are not what you deem 'normal'. Open your heart to people and do not let yourself walk away from loving and being loved. Quit allowing your fear of getting hurt overcome your need of intimacy. Stop shying away from being vulnerable. Allow yourself to feel every emotion there is to feel. Don't fret when you start to feel a little insane. Don't worry when your throat swells up and tears form around the brim of your eyes. Be angry, happy, silly, sad, and wild. When people tell you that you're being too much, laugh.  Live your life empty of fear for tomorrow or regret from yesterday. Kiss lots of boys, walk long miles, swim in foreign waters, create new things, write. Love this life and yourself.
Samm Marie Aug 2016
I'm bubbly and elated
Filled to the brim with
Oogaboogalia
And frothing over with
Eeeeeek
I'm practically five
Bing **** Bing ****
I'm in a rocket ship shaped
Roller coaster that only goes up
This time I am genuinely
Happy
Believe me
  Aug 2016 Samm Marie
SteffyWeffy
Butterflies fly away, so will I someday when I get enough strength.
Samm Marie Aug 2016
There is the teddy bear
You got me with my tulips
For not calling at the time you said you would
Holding a thoroughly highlighted
Copy of the Bible in Greek
As we were planning to go someday
To translate and make me believe
There's some sand from
Long Beach and my birthday
In a bottle
And there's the Tiffany box
I found in the closet
That holds your grandmother's ring
I didn't know you were going
To give it to me
Samm Marie Aug 2016
On my side of the bed
Is a broken picture frame
From when I got a little too drunk
And you ****** me off
A CD and brand new journal
With a pack of unused pens
Waiting for inspiration
There are articles about the storm
That stole you from me
The sheets are torn and tangled
From many sleepless nights
The lamp with a broken shade
You said had character
And an unopened roll of Smarties
Because maybe
If I can make them pants you'll come back
But worst of all are the jars and jars
Of pennies hiding under the bedframe
For every kiss I wish I could give
Samm Marie Aug 2016
There's unslept in sheets
That don't wrinkle on the corners
The alarm clock flashes
Because after that storm
The one where you left
And didn't come back
I never reset the numbers
There's a worn copy of
Cronin's The Passage
And a sheet of paper
Quoting the fifth installment of
Hopsin's ill mind
There's a letter on your pillow case
That I've rewritten 30 times
Reminding you that I still want you
Reminding me you're not home
And the foot of your side of the bed
Is your clothes
Folded from before the storm
With you car keys on top
Still untouched
Because I can't bring myself
To let go
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