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Liz Devine Jan 2012
When she smiles, I smile
When she laughs, I laugh
When she cries,
the tears also flow down my face

She sees and I feel
I see and she feels
Together we are yin and yang

Apart we are little
And easily subdued
Together we are strong
We need no one else
Man or friend
Enemies beware

Hair like golden rod
With cloud teeth
She floats around the room
Dancing and sining

With pinewood locks
And deep brownie eyes
I join in

She's my better half
And I hers
I am the calm after her storm
And she is the first ray of light in my morning.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
So who said,
I cannot cry?
Or be free,
to say how I feel?
Why is that a rule?

To hide it all away,
within me,
or shove it in my ever bursting heart,
who would that help?

Don't be afraid of the tears I cry,
I am not weak,
I'm strong
Because I won't listen to you
I'll them out,
big hot ones
and little soft ones,
laying down ones that drown my face

The tears will fall,
freely
and they will,
warm me my eyes
and make them cherry red

My tears are all separate
and they are all equal
So Judge me,
go ahead and call me crazy
I am what I am,
but at least I *know
Liz Devine Jun 2014
I don't
have to play your silly games;
roll the dice, skip two ahead
Go to jail without passing go
like a bad girl,
sent to bed without dinner
No, I make my own rules now

I don't
have to do what you say
or, follow your word
because our minds are not two in the same
and you've never walked in my shoes

Maybe,
you can carry me,
on your back this time
rather than stepping on my face

Maybe,
you can listen when I speak
hear my words, feel my needs
rather than waiting for your turn to talk

It'll come soon, hit fast
you won't even see it coming
when I get my power back
it'll all be my way
and I'm sharing none of it with you
Liz Devine Apr 2012
I dream of you, my love
for hours that feel like days,
long into the night.
My tender dreaming
becomes an affair of loving reeling
and my soul is stirred to waking

But a dream it wasn't,
and reality it was,
my wonderful, my wanted

Was there ever such a man
who could provide the possibility
of freeing me from my icy cage
and set my soul ablaze
or nudge me into a love drunk haze?

Well here it is,
and here you are
my wonderful, my wanted

Long have I waited
and wondered in discontent
if the star I had wished on
was more than a child's song
that could keep me praying long after dawn

And now you've answered,
your soft words have been spoken,
my wonderful, my wanted

Yes here you are,
and now you've spoken
I am finally here, and finally ready
I must keep my wavering hand steady
As I place my lips upon yours

I realize that something is not right
it isn't midday, to my surprise it's night!
my love that I was kissing,
seems to be missing
I run my hands through my hair,
and to my despair,
You were never there at all

You are a dream,
and a dangerous thing,
my wonderful, my wanted
Liz Devine Jan 2012
You drive me crazy boy
You make me want to be bad
You turn me into something
That’s dark and *****

Bite my lip and flip my hair
Slinking and slithering
Towards you like a snake
In the grass
Aching and yearning
For your touch
For a little taste

You make me scream inside
Start the rainstorm
And make me sweat and spin
I’ll be your fantasy
I’ll be your greatest Goddess

I’m Venus rising
Wanting you in me
On me
All over me
I’ll be nasty
Turn your nice into naughty

Own me
Make me yours
I’ll lose control and get lost in it
Come around and instead of ****
I become ***
Liz Devine Jan 2012
I can feel you slipping away from me
Again
Like the many times before
You’re just beyond my grasp
Let me reach a little further
I’ll never let go

You can’t run far
Not as long as I have my claws in you
I’ll break you
I’ll make you bleed
You’ll never get away from my wicked heart
Or the destruction that lay before you

I’ll hold you still in my hand
Like a baby bird
Screeching for freedom
But you can’t have it
No, you’ll never leave me
I’ll always be the first to go.

Please don’t try to struggle
To clip your wings
Will only cause me pain
Because I love to see you fly

You’re only safe in my arms
Next to my heart
Warm and close to me my love
It’s dangerous where you go

Don’t fly away
You’ll never get away
I’ll always be the first to go
Do not fly away from me my love
You’ll never get far.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
New heart
Old heart
Fused together so perfectly
The torn pieces
The frayed
All sewed and mended
But not new,
No they wouldn’t be, would they?

I am sitting here
At 9:39
At night
In the cold
Chilling silence
Of my childhood bedroom

A place of pain I forgot to abandon
And I’m feeling manic
Enraged and enticed
By foggy drunk memories
Of your soft tangly hair
In my mouth
And between my fingers

But this poem isn’t for you
My peach
My perfect pear
(but isn’t it always really
about you, my love?
Don’t you live forever
In the back of my mind?)
No
Not now, I won’t think
I can’t think
I’ll just watch the curser
Flashing curiously at the top of the page
And dwell on how unutterably
******,
my life has become

My life
With it’s twists and turns
It’s cruel little jokes
I am a punching bag for the universe
I am the teacher
The one the boys learn to be better from
Only to practice on soft
Untattered
Unbroken women

Those who can’t do
Teach
And I can’t do love.
Liz Devine Sep 2014
I look into those eyes,
the brown ones,
the beautifuls ones,
staring back at me
making me human
making me whole
clean and complete

I slither into you
like a snake escaping eden
hoping to get piece
a little taste
of your righteous tongue

warm and rocking
I sleep against your belly
and let your breath take me
up and away
far into the in between
the greyish landscape
that hovers like fog
between right and wrong
love and hate

that's where I'll stay
and wait for you
to come up and inside
to move the mountains
which stand sturdy
and still within my chest
Liz Devine Feb 2017
I'm losing my ability to speak
soon, no one will be able to understand me
i'll be speaking gibberish
using slang that no one can place
reinventing english
until language is my own

I use the same words
but they never have the same meaning
I speak in circles until my head buzzes
and my mouth is too tired to move

I am a mute
and a soundbox
an animal -- only one of my kind
unable to communicate
with a single living soul
Liz Devine Jan 2013
This is not life
and I am not really living
in this place far away
up inside the
in between

What happened?

Like,
when someone rips
the tablecloth from underneath
the plates
and they're still left
Spinning.

That’s what this love is like.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Love isn’t for me
It’s dangerous to have
And even more menacing to keep
I am not meant for happiness
Not like that anyway
Man
Woman
Tongue in cheek
Tangled together like a **** pretzel
Whispering broken “I love you’s”
In between hot breathy moans
Belonging to someone else who actually deserves me
Is unheard of
That’s just too much goodness
And purity has never done me justice
I need pain to love myself
I have to feel real to create beauty
And to feel real I have to be present
The kind of presence you only feel after you’ve been down on the floor
Stepped on
Kicked at
And knocked aside
Covered in mud and self-loathing
Manic highs and chipper chirping only form a distraction
From the work that makes me proud
From this sickening seed grows the most beautiful flower
And only beauty is true
Anger is the spark to my creative flame
And hate keeps it burning
Liz Devine Apr 2014
I can wake up real early
Get myself out of bed,
all on my own
paint on my smile
and wipe away my tears

but not today,
today is for rest

I can sit at my desk
and stare at the screen
make it look real
and impressive
play professional like a big girl

but not today,
today is for creating

I can sleep
without tossing and turning
and dream sweet dreams
that last the whole night through

but not tonight,
tonight is for remembering

I can love
you, like a king
to my queen
I can hold you close
and make your pain dissapate
into nothingness
until there's nothing left at all

but not with this heart,
this heart is meant to stay broken
Liz Devine Apr 2012
The sun is warm today.
I can feel it,
even from within my icy heart
which is beginning to thaw
and shift from the color of red wine
to that of the lips of a girl.

Outside my window I can see green
and it nudges me,
gently towards living.
It takes time
and thought
to remember that I'm allowed to live,
with out you.
Or to be, think, and say,
with out you there to hold my hand.
Or laugh along beside me

I don’t want to be here
Or live in a world
Where you’re not there to read my mind
And steal the words from my lips
Because it’s cold here darling,
It’s full of strangers

If I only knew,
Where you ran off too
Or where you go to get lost
I would come find you love,
I’d bring you home safe

When I miss you too much,
And my stomach drops
When my eyes well up with tears
I’ll hold my breath
And I’ll hold it steady

I’ll wait for you,
I’ll wait to live
And I’ll wait to love
I won’t do anything with out you
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Oh, blue sky, blue sky
tell me what it all means
Tell me I have enough good sense,
to leave this crazy scene
That I can stand and walk,
away and never be afraid
I will be strong,
for I alone
and this will be my karma paid

I will sit pretty in the green grass,
that grows all around
I will be Queen Earth
with yellow posies as my,
woven crown

Don't worry mama,
because I'm no fool
I know that I am Eve
and only Adam is allowed to rule
But I can change,
the day to night,
be the watery moon
and the stars so bright

Blue sky, blue sky
carry me away,
to the heavens and into the sun
because I can't see tomorrow,
if I today is just no fun
Liz Devine Jan 2013
Once you were,
the most exciting part of day
An effervescent light,
that screamed past me on the train
that followed me through the streets
Couldn’t focus
Couldn’t wait,
to here that beautiful voice
that made me weak,
made me tremble
And started the storm between my thighs

Once you were,
the only one
who could make me feel the rain
Make me feel free
and powerful
and all of those beautiful things
a girl,
should be made to feel

Once you were,
the sole love on my line
An earth shattering sound
The clearest face in my dreams
and the only song I could ever remember

But now you are,
gone
and I feel like my legs gave out
My hearing stopped cold
my voice went soft
Because my heart stopped beating
the day we said goodbye

And the silence is maddening.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
One of these days
I’m going to be the one
To make you cry
A deep empty achy cry
One that haunts your soul
And starts a dark sickness in your heart

One of these days
I’m going to be the one
To push you around
And make you feel weak
And low
Like a ***** little *****

One of these days
I’m going to be the one
Who makes you feel like nothing
Who takes everything you have
Who rips you apart
And turns your blue sky black

I’ll bring the storm
With heavy hail
Dense and merciless
It’ll break down your house
And I’ll laugh low and loud
Like thunder
Liz Devine Jan 2012
When I hear your voice
It’s bitter sweet
I close my eyes tightly
And push back the tears

I try to remember a time
When this felt good
When it didn’t burn inside my chest
And pound within my head
A time when you were decent
A time when it didn’t hurt

I become lost among the chaos
And the sharp edges of my mind

Dark, cold, distant
My sun has gone away
Leaving behind the crashing torrents
Of an angry ocean
And murderous rage
For which at your will
I provide the body
My body
To be angry with
To hurt and to hate

You grab my wrists a present a blade
A clever plan of demise
My demise
I let you take from me
Pillage and steal

Throw away what you don’t want
I don’t fight it anymore
I’m too weak and small

I don’t smile or laugh or play
That girl is gone
When it’s finished
I stare at the ceiling
Liz Devine Nov 2012
I would never tell you this
not in a million years
let God or thunder or some impossible force
strike me down dead before I utter a word
Before I let a syllable fall from my lips

But,
sometimes
I can't ******* stand you

I can't listen to you speak
without wanting to choke
on my phone
or anything that might be within reach

But I'll never tell you this
because I've foolishly filled your basket
with all of my eggs
and this can't not work
I will not let this die
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Love is a quiet rainstorm
That taps gently at my roof
Ping, ping, ping
Wake up sleepyhead

It beckons me forward
Towards the window and into the bleak greyness of the day
Raindrops flow tirelessly down my window pain
Lazily dripping into the gutter and into my garden

I’m not ready for it
But I never really am
Sometimes the rain comes hard
Thunder and lighting crackle towards the earth and rumble my weary home
I am jilted from sleep and left cold and shaky

Other times I need it
I’m too dry
My flowers are dying
Thirsty for it
Begging to be big and blooming they turn towards the sky

I stay inside my house when it rains
It’s not safe to go outside
I’ll become covered in it
Wet from head to toe
Cooled off and alive
I’ll never want to leave
I’ll stay in it forever
That’s what a good rain does

Every noise is loud and every drop refreshing
It’ll wash away the dirt and the tears
That I’ve collected inside my home
My safe nest
That keeps me alone and out of the rain
Out of love and forever afraid.
Liz Devine Feb 2017
This isn't the first time,
I let go of you
only to bring you back in
I know I tease your heart
fill it with hope when you see me
drain it completely,
every time I go

This isn't the first time,
I've told you I loved you
crying wolf --
telling you a lie
that even I try to believe

but I don't love you
and I know I never will
but Boy, if I could...
and there I go again
Liz Devine Jan 2012
She dances and screams
With wild colors adorning her
Blood reds,
and royal purples

Her long hair falls across her back
and swings freely,
with every move she makes

Her big heart is open to all
It's like a neon sign that reads,
"Open for business"
It's humming is alluring,
and contagious
It always beckons them forward

She let's them climb in,
one after another
They feast on her love,
and stay beneath her breast,
sheltered from the storm

Some will nustle up into her,
and clean up before they go
Others may lay waste and tear her apart

But there she will stay
Still standing
Still loving
Still strong
She remains unafraid
Nothing can harden her heart.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Thirty more days
And you’ll be gone again
Just thirty days
Four weeks
Seven hundred and twenty hours
And too many seconds
Fleeting too fast

It took thirty days to fall
And sixty days of hopeless wishing
To bring you back home safely
Only so you could leave me again
And you always would
And you always will
Leave me again
And again
And again

It took thirty days
To make something live
All so we could watch it die
And you could walk away
Unaffected
Untouched.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Butterflies
My stomach jumping
And in knots
Shaking hands
Smiling like a clown
I must have been insane
To ever think
That happiness like that
Could ever really last

Do you believe in love my dear?
You know, the kind that rips you
From your seat
Onto your feet
The kind that makes you dance wildly
Smiling and laughing
Little girl sort of giggles
That make you feel young

Or the kind
That happens at first sight?
One look
One slow moment in time
When eyes meet
And familiar souls are awakened
To new beginnings
Blink and you missed it

Sometimes it makes me want to run
Or climb
Or jump and move mountains
Make rivers
Create the clear blue sky
That stretches onward
For you my love
And only you

Because you deserve these things
All of the goodness that life can offer us
May all of the gifts
And happy endings
Find their way to you
Because this my dear
Is your love song
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Blue-grey smoke
swirl around your hand
and float towards the ceiling
as your voice fills the room

Head back, all the way
and laughing deeply
We feel good
and we'll never let it stop
No, these good times,
will never ever end

We spray
We walk
We smoke
and we talk
to each other
to strangers
about all of the things
that make us feel good

I lay and you lay
on the green, green grass
cool to touch,
because it's midnight
or sometime like that,
we don't know really,
because watches are outdated
and our phones are dead to the world

We make fire
inhaling and exhaling
as we laugh
and cry
We get serious
and then we play pretend,
passing the bottle
stained with four shades of lip stick

We dance
to music we know
and music we don't
On tables or just about anything,
that won't move under our feet
Arms flailing and legs shaking and kicking
We're all crazy and we don't care
because it's a beautiful time to be insane

We dig deep
into our purses
and into our hearts
for secrets
and cigarettes
for stories that will keep us connected
because when we are united
we cannot be ripped apart
Liz Devine May 2014
Please stop,
sneaking into my dreams
leaving your memory in my mind
and reminding my heart
of what love was;
before I lost it

I need you,
to leave me alone
and stop your incessant lingering
you need to move out,
of the back of my mind
and take with you,
all of your kind words
and your gentlest kisses

I want you to come back
and be mine again,
hold my hand
and my hips,
and me
just a little longer
until I feel safe

I know the distance
is too far to cross
your away and awakened
by someone else's sweet embrace
so you need to leave

my heart,
is no longer your home
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Body buzzing
Head rushing
Lungs on the near brink,
Of explosion
And heart implosion

My hands are shaking
My feet tapping
And trembling

The blood
Within me
Is pumping profoundly
Through my veins
Vehemently twisting
Connecting
Intertwining

My mania is astounding
It is stronger than I
And I have no control
Over my own thoughts
Or actions

I am a robot
Surging with energy
Mad as a hatter
A woman crazed
And on the edge of life

With my one last chance
At survival
And self-preservation
I sit
I become present
I am here
And this one breath
Can keep me safe
Can bring me back
And can carry me home
Liz Devine Jan 2012
As I wake
I find that he is the taste in my mouth
His smell lingers on my sheets
It hangs heavy in the air
He’s on my skin
And he’s in my hair
I touch myself
He’s there too

As I dress I push him
To the back of my mind
But he slowly slinks back
Into my thoughts

I am overwhelmed
Every part of my being
Is consumed by him
I am weak with out him
I am even weaker
In his cold embrace

Perhaps I was always this weak
And it has nothing to do with him
Maybe he is just a crutch
A ***** little place to point at
Accusingly
A scapegoat for my flaws
This thought calms my nerves
And puts my busy head at bay

I bathe and his smell slides
Off my skin
The essence he had left on me
Is now gone
And is spinning down the drain
He is gone now
And I have full control
Liz Devine Jan 2013
I can still remember
the silent chill of that december
when my body and soul,
I tried to dismember

I can hear it now,
my gentle crying
as I was desperately trying
to make a sound vow

I spoke through my tears
abandoned my fears
and knew I could never
look back at those years

And then like a gift from a dove,
life was put in my wake
as I prayed my soul to take
you answered with guidance from above

But oh, to hear the melody
such a heartfelt symphony
made me stop and tremble
and forced me to believe

That what moved inside my soul
was a rare, impenetrable force
and nothing less than greatest itself
Liz Devine Sep 2014
I loved him,
like a religion
his,
was the face of God
and I prayed to him
while I kissed his feet
worshipped him,
as the good Lord
but it was a demon,
that lived within

Days wetted by tears
screaming echoed through nightfall
I repented,
for my sins,
for what I had committed for him,
against myself
but there was no light there
and mercy was unfounded

Cut me open
and tear away my sins
here is my body,
the body, the blood
of your fallen angel
the twisted little soul
you claimed with your fist

I will be your lamb
so do with me as you wish
because my light, and love is gone now
it was taken by your cruel
poisonous kiss
Liz Devine Feb 2013
The rain pours and pops ,
outside my window pane
and I can hear thunder rolling in,
behind the hills

The white of my comforter
is stained wet from sweat,
and feet
and summer skin

I try to keep your smell,
pressed into my sheets
and the pillow case,
that once held your head

Bronzed and beautiful,
a body built for two
and to always be
touched,
kissed,
and forgotten

But I won't forget you, love
and for every drop of rain
for every splash and ping
I will fall ever the more in denial
that our love was not,
meant to last.
Liz Devine Jun 2012
here is where I wait,
like a snake in the grass
for the wicked *****
to come whirling out of my mouth
and take over

You better run when she comes,
I heard that she doesn't like you
She's the woman in the moon
and the monster in my belly
A warrior of God,
and a friend of the devil

My words will come slithering
from my lips,
like itchy, *****, fingers
escaping and running away on their own

These words will gain momentum
and stab at you like hell fire
so you better watch your tongue, boy
before I cut it off
only to laugh at your pain like a banshee
because now you're the one without a voice
How humbling it will be when you're the one
who cannot speak or fight or choose

You can take me now
but my time will come
and then she'll be there
lay destruction down
and walk through the ashes
Liz Devine Aug 2014
I didn't think
you're right you didn't think
it would be this hard, is it supposed to be this hard?
I told you it would be hard

but I didn't think,
didn't listen to your words,
always wiser than mine,
somehow even when you
have no idea where I am or what I'm thinking
you're still right
Liz Devine Feb 2017
It was the weight of it,
which caused me to crumble
shook my tired hands loose
forced me to let go
until I laid there crushed,
flattened face first on the ground
too tired to move
too afraid to peel myself from the floor
and stretch my weary arms towards the sky

Where are you, God?
sit with me here
by the river bank
watch me wade in deep
and be taken by the current
washed out into the ocean
caught between the tides
the coming and going
the to and form
in, out, and away
bits of me dispersing through the water
until I am nothing at all

I breathe in deeply and shut my eyes
gripping tightly to reality
trying my best to stay present
until it passes
until the monster leaves me
I stay still, hiding beneath the covers
safely stable in my permanent cocoon
I will not break free from this -- become the butterfly
but I will survive it
even if I am not really living
Liz Devine Oct 2012
It's coming,
and on the edge of my heels
I can sense it
and I know what it feels like

I've got to run
things are too easy,
too simple and suburban,
this life's too apple pie for me

I think I'm masochistic
I've got a constant need for pain
even when it's not there
I'll go find it
or it'll come looking for me

Because it's on the precipice of greatness
that darkness will be lurking
to hit and spit
and pull the rug from under me.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
There are places,
small niches and nooks in time,
where we retire to,
where we run away from,
and find ourselves in,
when we are lost.

You my love,
are my place.
My fuzzy dreamed melody,
and my home with out a name.

The air is warm in you,
and around you.
I fall into it with open arms,
and every time,
it catches me.

Sometimes,
which is to say,
most times.
I find myself in a heavy,
thick,
merciless fog.
I feel around blindly for my exit,
for my sweet escape.
I am lost,
and I have given up.

Hopelessness becomes me,
it consumes my soul,
for dinner,
and fills its belly on my failures.
Just before it is all over,
before I become black,
there is your hand.
Your quiet,
all-knowing offering,
to guide me back to the light,
and I am saved.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Mine
was a happy soul.
A warm, yellow-orange
manifestation
which grew from God herself.

Brightness
an incendiary flame
begun from deep within
She started from a single drop of sunlight
and moved through this universe
tirelessly, waiting
for a way to get back.
She picked up blackness along the way.
Deep blues and heavy purples
dimmed her light
but still she shined
and her glow transformed.

This is when my soul
came to meet my body
and there they became
perfectly entangled
and equally united.

In this moment of saving grace
I am reborn again
I am healed from inward out.
I am together
I am not apart, or separate but equal
I am one.

I cry to the heavens
and allow my heart to escape my chest
to let it float about
untamed and unafraid.
My being has become illuminated
and quiet tears have made their happy debut
in my eyes
before cascading freely down my beaten face.

I am no longer woman
and I am no man
I am just
a being of God
hovering above my earthly body
in her good graces.
Liz Devine Jan 2012
My mouth goes dry
I feel a thunder storm beginning,
deep in my gut,
that becomes a hot, sticky rain
It floods me and the water,
pours slowly through my insides
Warm and sweet it flows to my hips,
and between my legs
It makes me tremble and shake

I feel alive when you touch me
The stars shine brighter
and my world starts spinning
Your smell engulfs me,
so smoky and sweet

I could live in this place forever
Your arms envelope me
and I go down
I swim through your skin
and with every solid motion,
I sing for you
Pain and passion fill my voice

Your breath, eyes, teeth, hair
fill me with sin
and tickle my devious desires
I am filled with vibrant light
For you,
I melt
For your kiss,
I am proud to be a woman
Liz Devine Aug 2013
I stood,
with my feet in the sand
and my toes barely touching
the cool water that rushed in below

I felt,
cold because I knew you were close
could feel your sharp touch
at my back, on my pelvis
and I froze

You were a ghost,
a salty tongued devil,
and I
foolishly tried to make you live
gave you warmth
layed you on my *****
and tried to breathe life into your lungs

But my love,
we were doomed for failure
because pray as I did,
and try as I might,
once something dies
you can't make it live.
Liz Devine Nov 2012
I fell from the stars into the sea
and that's when everything went dark
I sank further and further
into blackness
into the unforgiving abyss

I screamed for you
but my voice wasn't heard
nothing could be seen of me
as I slid into the deep
as I let it take me

You were standing on the beach
clenching the cool wet sand
between your toes
feeling it under your feet
staring up at the stars
who had spit me out

You didn't see me fall
or hear my struggle
you just stood quietly
in another world
far away
and unaffected by the noise
Liz Devine Jul 2017
I guess I shouldn't be surprised
shouldn't feel jolted,
or be standing here still - with shaking hands
It's been six years;
I knew somewhere deep,
down inside of myself
that this was coming

Does she know me?
Does she know anything at all?
I'm sure she doesn't - why would she?
You don't know me either;
never got the chance
you can't know someone - who pretends to be someone else
someone who lives in a world that they made up
inside of their own head
the kind of girl,
who believes her own lies

I remember how you left me
Do you?
Challenging my spirit
my experience
my very existence -
because you knew god better
than the girl who lived so close to death

Does your new bride know;
how you turned your back,
and left me behind
to clean up the mess you made?
to bury the dead alone
repressed so deep -
that it took years to dig up

No,
I'm sure she doesn't know at all.
Liz Devine Mar 2014
He slithered in,
taking my hand,
holding my heart

and I didn't look back

I ran behind him,
trying my best to be seen
letting go of my only truths

and he stole all I had left of me

I laid their festering
diseased and decaying
like an open sore
a poorly healed wound

and the scar still remains

I try to hide it
pretend it's invisible,
that I am invisible
but all they see is the scar
it's too loud not to hear

and I can be better, I can overcome

I'll put on my brightest smile
wipe away the tears from my eyes
carry on,
and convince myself that I've forgotten
all the sharp corners
and all the slimy details.
Liz Devine Jan 2017
Waking at six to another bleak morning
outside, I can hear two pigeons calling back and forth
complaining about the cold, I suppose

The grey light coming through my windows
illuminates my white walls
my world appears fuzzy, dream-like
and the birds are quieter now

I can hardly hear them,
as I drift off slowly to sleep
Liz Devine May 2014
Sometimes,
I wish that I wasn't such a mess
I wish,
that I could hold it together
all the time
and do it well,
just like the others

Mama tells me,
that my bag's too heavy
for me to carry on my own
and that's why,
I'm always falling down
or,
breaking down and spilling out

Some days are good,
it doesn't always rain on my house
Sometimes,
I can see the sun
as it peaks it's head above the far grass
and pours gentle light
through my yard

of course when it rains,
it often pours
but we all know,
how that old saying goes

Usually,
it rains for days
and it rarely lets up
no light comes in
just thunder and floods
one day,
I'll probably drown
but,
for now it's okay.
Liz Devine Nov 2013
I can,
wake up all by myself
clear the dust from my eyes
sometimes,

sometimes

I can,
pull the bottle down
and swallow the tiniest of pills
sometimes,

sometimes

But other times,
I can't wake up
or pull my head up for air

Instead I lay lifeless
and suffocate under the weight
of my comforter and my strangling sadness
Liz Devine Jan 2012
Sometimes I forget to breathe
I forget that I am real
And not just living in make-believe
I’m here and on this earth
Stagnant, lying
In the up and in-between
Away from where you are
I can stay hidden, unseen

Sometimes I forget to open my eyes
I forget that I’m only dreaming
I wish that this life were only lies
And not the constant haunting I’ve been fearing
If I fall I won’t feel it
If I die I’ll be alright
Because I was never really living

I wish that my fantasy lasted forever
Went on and into infinity
But that’s a silly thing to want
For without pain we never feel
And with out boredom we never feel excitement
I grow impatient with wondering
If I’m really here at all
If I speak will any one even hear?

Sometimes I forget to breathe
If I do please shake me
I’d hate to die in your arms
Such a predictable way to go
Sometimes I forget to scream
When the pressure builds
When I feel sick and frightened
No, I’ll never forget what he did
But I’ll always forget to speak.
Liz Devine Dec 2012
Sometimes I like to touch it
that warm little place inside of you
where I built a home for us,
yes just me and you

Sometimes I like to kiss it
that mouth,
and those lips
hot and red like chilies

and oh that body, baby
tease me, stop me, tempt me if you will
I love to drag my hair across it
just to hear you laugh

I am venus rising
I'll be your greatest goddess
we'll play pretend
laugh and fight

I'll be here in the morning
as long as you lay,
beside me tonight
Liz Devine Jul 2017
I haven't see sky for weeks
haven't felt the sun kiss my skin
or smelled the sweet summer grass

I miss my blue skies
and even more - I miss the stars
puncturing the sky so black
like little rips in the seam

I used to really live
but now,
I am just a non-person-
scaling the verge of death
Liz Devine Feb 2013
I stopped,
stared...
and tried to remember,
what your mother looked like

Or how I,
had remembered her

It was a long time ago, huh?
we were just babies then
playing house until the sun set

Catching fireflies,
without a care in the world

We didn't know what would come,
for us
and we were too innocent,
to realize
that we had it all.
Liz Devine May 2014
I tread lightly
on the cusp,
of our budding summer love
because I know all to well
that humidity can make the ground soft
and crumbling down
will come our foundation

I touch softly,
your head to my head
laying closely, legs intertwined
as we soak in the heat
and pray for the rain
to come make us clean

I'm not usually this hesitant,
slow to move into an embrace
but this love
can catch on fire
and burn up fast the heartless stand I take
the post I protect,
wearily and without consent
it could burn up so sweetly
all the sharp corners and dreary dark spaces
that come in between us
and keep our hearts apart

Maybe, I'm not ready for all that
but that old fan keeps blowing
making me sneeze and shiver
and I do know one thing to be true,
depsite the wreckless heed of flames and fire
You've always done your best,
to keep me safe, warm, and away from the burn
Liz Devine Jun 2012
Little man lays on my lap
and chews the water from my wetted hair, he watches
his tail and runs happily away
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