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Oct 2015 liz

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So I was just thinking... and I wanted to write something that would resonate in people's heart but then something crossed my mind.
There's this boy.
I've never met anyone like him, in fact, he's one of a kind.
I don't mean to sound cliché but it's true.
I've never had someone look at me the way he does & he does it with such grace.
Sometimes I try to imagine what would my life be like if he wasn't in it.
But I can't.. I wouldn't want to know what it'd be like.
His mouth stretches from ear to ear exposing his bright smile that I adore.
Ya know it's kind of funny how I let someone in.
I mean I had this sort of wall that he unknowingly took down..
I'm not afraid to feel vulnerable -- he gives me nothing to doubt.
The way he holds me I feel like all my worries and troubles fade out of my conscience.
This is a kind of love I've never had -- real love.
I lay my head on his chest and just listen to it beat at a steady pace.
This is where I wanted to be,
wrapped in his embrace where I felt at home.
A home that I long for every time I have to leave it -- him.
His eyes are this deep shade of brown I have yet to figure out, but I am very close.
His lips sit so plump and move so gracefully you'd think he's speaking a foreign language -- the language of love.
Ya know I was doing fine by myself, I was making it.
But when I stumbled upon him, I wanted to know more.
And suddenly I couldn't get enough.
He is like my favorite bottle of *** -- he's intoxicating.
His troubles are my troubles, his worries are my worries.
This boy.. Oh this boy my first real thing.
No I don't care for who was before me and what they were like.
Because just like him, I'm one of a kind.
The things we could be are limitless -- to infinity and beyond..
So I was just thinking... and I wanted to write something that would resonate in people's heart but then something crossed my mind.
There's this boy.
And I'm intoxicatingly in love with him.

For my love, Jordan

#love #first #life #heart #boy #real #grace #him #me #us

Oct 2015 liz

there are only dates

Oct 2015 liz

Tom Leveille

there are only dates

i don't watch home movies
hate them
reason being because
when i was young
i was looking for a movie
my mother
had recorded for me
and accidentally
put one in the vcr
that i'm not sure
i was supposed to see
i know the obvious response
"uh oh, ****"
sorry to disappoint
they were only marked with dates
  1991
on live television
montel williams asks my father
"how can you just throw
your child away like a piece of trash?"
   1994
i spend so much time
in the emergency room
that my parents stop
penciling in growth marks
on the frame
of my bedroom door
i always thought
it was because they believed
i would never grow out
of this sickness
sometimes i believe
the reason that they
never bought me a dream catcher
was because they never thought
i'd live long enough
to see them come true
   1996
i am eliminated
from a spelling bee
because i didn't know
the 'dad' is silent in 'family'
   2013
before i got into poetry
i used to do standup
none of my jokes were funny
one of the other comics
tells me my skits are dry
sometimes sad
he says "why don't you joke
about something like your family?"
so i say
"i never wore any sunblock
because i didn't want anything
to keep me from my father"
i say "what do you call christmas
without lights or heat?"
before he has a chance
to answer
i say "1997. better yet
why don't you
make like a dad and
leave"
   2014
every time we drive
past the hospital
my mother reminds me
how much it cost to save my life
like she'd rather
have her money back
she doesn't have to say
that sometimes she wishes
it was me who had died
instead of my brother
i can hear it in the way
she says "love you"
sometimes i imagine
that if i were to die
that she
would pick out a casket for a child
because she never loved
the person i became
yesterday i told my father
how close i'd been
to suicide lately
and he said
"that's my boy,
livin on the edge.."
and i can't remember
if i laughed
or cried

Oct 2015 liz

Independent

Oct 2015 liz

Daniel McDougall

Independent

She scared me because she was going to shine whether I was there or not. She knew she didn't need anyone else for her to have a brilliant life, so she started building one on her own.

*djm

Jul 2015 liz

Parents

Jul 2015 liz

Jax levii

Parents

every time time you
Tell your daughter
You yell at her
Out of love
You teach her to confuse
Anger with kindness
Which seems like a good idea
Till she grows up to
Trust men who hurt her
Cause they look so much
Like you

Jun 2015 liz

Juxtaposition

Jun 2015 liz

Liis Belle

Juxtaposition

Where evil lives, goodness thrives
If there’s no dead, there’s none alive
Angels come because demons ****
Peace exists because blood was spilled
If there’s no hate, then there’s no love
If there’s no hell, there’s no heaven above
The same pattern seen repeated here
Do you get it yet? It’s all so clear
That if there’s no you, then there’s no me
So stay, don’t go, for this I plea
Take one step, and I’ll be no more –
Don’t come back, you were so sure
And don’t regret, cause you chose this
You’re not someone I’m going to miss
Oh, that’s a lie, but I don’t care
It was just a silly love affair
But if there’s no pain, then there’s no gain
I’ve walked all year through the pouring rain
Finally now, I see the sun
Back then I lost, but now I’ve won

#love #heartbreak #opposites #juxtaposition

Jun 2015 liz

Who cut my angel's wings?

Jun 2015 liz

Nessa dieR

Who cut my angel's wings?

Who brought you to your knees to humiliate you?
Who shot down your dreams and illusions?
Who made you stop believing in love?
Who caged you with your deepest fears and restless nights?
Who made sure you would never be alright?
Who made you cry at sleep?
Who made you loose your mind?
Who didn't believe in mercy
or faith,
or all that crap...
but above all
Who in their sane mind
Made you hate yourself
*As much as they made me.

Italic and bold are two poems, same scenario, differrent personalty (different people)

#hate #cry #why #angel #help #wings #who #someone #insane #bully

May 2015 liz

i struggle

May 2015 liz

Lost and Searching

i struggle

Every day is a new challenge
Every corner a bridge to burn
Yet I still stay hoping
That one day I'll be heard
That I wont be held down
To be made felt guilty

I struggle.
And every minute that passes by
I struggle
Digging my self deeper
Hand bleeding on this shovel
And I can no longer climb out of
What I have made myself out of
Who I surround myself with
None of it feels like my choice anymore
It all feels like a struggle
Eating and clawing away
Until what I have left of who I am
Is gone.

I can't do it anymore

#broken #confused #hurt #old #miss #times