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Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

maybella snow

I'm doubting you again
are you truly the man
I first met. or were you never
the man I thought you were
your eyes did trickery
on my heart
and I lost myself
in the folds of your hugs
maybe your smell
deceived me
with a hint of musk
to hide the blood
bleach doesn't help
stains on skin
maybe you never were real
and I'm just a fleeting
moment and thought
of lust
never love

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

over him mhm

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

drunkonthoughts

over him mhm

there was this guy
who inspired me
once upon a time
he was the reason
i even wrote
my first ever
love poem
and at first
it was serious
and then it all
turned into dust
but i was stunned
infatuated for a long time
now he's no longer in my life
and i'm over the thought
of ever needing his embrace
or his face to kiss
met him 4 years ago
september 2009
fell in love
but turned him away
because love was a no-go

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

I went to Hell to visit the Devil

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

Tammy M Darby

I went to Hell to visit the Devil

Just to see what it was like
The smell of brimstone and smoke
Torture and mayhem
Burning heads impaled upon flaming spikes

I shook hands with the evil one
Of course, horned and dressed in red
Welcome friend mi casa es su casa
But absolutely no communing with the dead

I said I was just looking around
Put to rest any fears
With my good and pure lily white life
I shall never end up here

Many years later
Staring down at my coffin
At my funeral where was shed many tears
It seemed only seconds had passed
****
And there I was
Back in hell again

I looked around at the fires
And asked Satan fearfully
Tell me Beelzebub
What am I doing here?
Your name is on my parchment silly fool
And I have waited many years

All Rights Reserved Tammy M. Darby Dec. 27, 2013

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

Blue Rain

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

Tammy M Darby

Blue Rain

A pill for my nerves in the morning
To stifle my broken hearts yearning
A pill to get me through my day
Allowing my mind to somewhat maintain
At night a pill to sleep
So into my soft pillow
I do not weep

A little pill so I cannot feel
Then another
To wash away the pain
I cannot imagine
My life without a pill
To color the world rosy
As I stand in blue rain

So I reach in the bottle for another
Hiding the person I am
With reality
I no longer bother
As someone emerges I do not know
That lives my life in times ebb and flow
I coexist as one and the other

Its a pill for me in the morning
To stifle my broken hearts yearning
A pill to maintain my twisted sanity
And get me through the day
While I bathe in the enveloping deluge
Of the soothing blue rain

I think all poets have dual personalities. The one they keep hidden and the person they share with the world.

This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby Dec 28, 2013

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

Good game

Dec 2013 Jaimee Michelle

Sir B

Good game

'Twas a good game
But now I
MUST LEAVE

Goodbye and ***** you for tricking me.
You will pay, but not yet

Pained hurt everything you can think of that sad and evil… I will be leaving poetry and quit being on these accounts. If you would like to know my new and other account which might come alive. Ask, otherwise, patience.… it'll get you very far in life