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 Jul 2015 Cíara McNamara
Diba
Some days I have to breathe a little bit louder, cry a little bit harder, just so that i can realize I'm still alive without you.
Some days I can still hear the beating of whatever is left of my heart and if I could take all that is left and give it to you.
And I'm starting to think that you left because I ran out of lovable pieces and all that was left of me was the pent up anger and self-hatred.
And maybe one day I will be okay without you, but I will never stop missing you.
the apple is pupil plus cornea
or maybe the magnetized pole
in pacific sea, pinhole
or some sinkhole in a shelf
of split ice. my flamboyant
sadness smells of citrus
and paint thinner. what if
i painted my future kid’s walls
that color. what if i could
talk to the three-letter word
that is one letter. a hole
in a hollow is also me
and an eye and the middle
of the riddle. and the eye is echo
not rhyme, linked like a low keen
from sea to sea, or a fruit
bruised perfect blue. beginnings
can be magnetized, too. i try
not to think of ice when i’m
with you.
Half of reality is make believe.
It’s ironic that I
Grew up to do all
The things I said I
Would never do when
I was younger
 Jul 2015 Cíara McNamara
Cathyy
I am a wallflower,
I've painted portraits
of your smile
when your eyes fell sad;
I've made mix tapes
of your sighs
every single time,
you've walked by that
boy who hurt you bad

Now here's the thing with me
I'm quite content
sitting here with just me
I like this girl,
but to be fair,
she's far too pretty
to notice me.

So I'll get a typewriter
that's what I'll do
I'm gonna make it as a writer
publish a book or two
but it'll be hard,
or it might not...
All I need is just a friend
crazy enough to say oh,
"Write about us"

and then you know what,
I will.
Someday I finally will,
I'll go up to the most
prettiest girl
at the school dance and,
tell her how I feel.
But right now I am here,
and I'm looking at you,
thinking if that dude beside you
is your boyfriend then,
he better pay more attention
to you,

because you're beautiful.

So maybe we could talk all night
I wanna know what feeling infinite's like
I wanna go there, through your tunnel of thoughts
and I wanna see you shine like a million lights

Oh maybe we could read some books
My teacher assigned me Fitzgerald,
And his stuff's really good
I wanna hug you like you've always been missed
And I wanna tell you that I've never been kissed

So maybe we could talk' a while...
maybe we could,

Maybe we should.

Because you're beautiful.
I was thinking about the perks of being a wallflower here

Watch the film!!
Or read the book :)

Whatever you prefer **
 Jul 2015 Cíara McNamara
Kareena
I'm dating depression
He knocks on my door
Although he smiles for miles
I knows he hides more

Depression just loves me
He's been other places
He takes other forms
Same guy, but new faces

He sneaks up on me
With surprise in his eyes
Claiming he changed who he was
But I know he lies

People change too
Like the leaves in the fall
And as the foliage fades
My lover does call

"Love me like only you do"
"Need me because I need you"
"Protect me from what I can't help"
**"Save me, but from myself"
 Jul 2015 Cíara McNamara
ally m
i write to forget about you,
but every sentence,
every word,
and every letter
turns and shifts and twists
and searches and cries
and screams
for you,
but i write.
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