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Ivy C Drape Feb 2015
Black and blue
Painted across my hips
Put there by force
Purple
Under my eyes
Put there by demons in the night
White and pink
Striped across my wrists
Put there by wars battled against myself.
Ivy C Drape Jan 2015
What are you finding?
What do you see in me?
Why are you so in love with me?
Would you kiss these lips if you knew a razor had kissed my wrists?
Do you know what type of person you are fighting for?
All of these questions swirl around
Creating mini tornadoes in my mind
Wreaking havoc
Until
You take my arms
Put your lips against the scars
And tell me that I am beautiful
You tell me that you know about my love affair with depression
But you don't care you're willing to fight.

You know what you're fighting for
And you're willing to do everything in your power
To save me
Ivy C Drape Jan 2015
How long until I get to see you next
How long until I get to hold you in my arms
Until I will no longer have to say good-bye
Just goodnight
How long until your return
You left leaving me with nothing but
Memories and the smell of your old perfume
I miss you
I know that's cliche but it's a hellavu truth.

My heart doesn't ache when I think of you
It doesn't even throb
I don't hurt I don't feel empty
I just feel
Lost and
Abandoned.

You were my compass
My northern star
My guide through the mountains
And storms of this world.

I miss you
I don't need you but life would
Be a whole lot better if you were here...
Written from the perspective of a guy :)
Ivy C Drape Jan 2015
The warm caress
The cold kiss
The hurried breaths
The bite of the steel
The red beads
The filling pain
The words unspoken
The way in or
The way out....
Why did I choose this?
Ivy C Drape Jan 2015
A single white rose
A single white rose adorns my grave
It tells the story of a perfect life
A life untainted
Unblemished
Pure.
I'm working on a short story and this is a poem that one of the character 'writes'.

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