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Meghan Marie Oct 2015
Doctor please,
Crack open my rib cage
and let the light seep in.
Take this monster out of me.
Scrape it off my bones
and tear it out,
I can feel it growing larger
with every breath I take.
Doctor please,
this is killing me.
Meghan Marie Oct 2015
1-800 I need your help.
My brain is screaming,
I am unsure of what to do.

1-800 She left me again
this time for good.
She left traces of herself everywhere
and i can smell her in my bed sheets.

1-800 I opened my own flesh again.
I was searching for the thing
that lives inside of me.
It is growing stronger
and so is my fear.

1-800 Why am I on the side of the highway?
It's 2 AM.
I'm watching the car's lights zip by
under the comforting blanket
of the night sky.

1-800 My skin bag
is full of capsules
meant to fix me.
I guess I'm sicker than I thought.

1-800 I want to fly
soar into the sky
and plunge into the sea.

1-800 I am tired of you.
I don't care about these
words of hope you feed to me.

1-800 the sadness is still here
yet I can manage.
I want to see the sun come up
and be one with this earth.
I don't need you anymore.
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Meghan Marie Oct 2015
Poetry?
*******.
These are words
in a mess of spilled ink.
Words that spiral out of my head
onto lined paper.
I am not poetic.
I am a mess of unfinished thoughts
and empty words
driven by madness.
Meghan Marie Oct 2015
Dear you.
I will not give your name any power
by repeating it.
You are just you
and nothing more.
I honestly feel bad for you,
you must be suffering
to steal a girl's innocence
for your own sick pleasure.
Dear you,
I will overcome you.
Meghan Marie Oct 2015
I've always been told
that I have matured rather fast.
Some think I'm an adult
confined into a younger body.

Once,
I was innocent.
Sparkling blue eyes
and a vast smile
with crooked teeth.

Once,
I was happy.
I haven't felt happiness since
the age of 10
and now i search for it
in this somber room.
But the room is boarded up
and i can't pry the boards free.

This darkness has captured me
and engulfed me.
I can not find my way out.

The darkness began when
he decided to take away the innocence
and bright blue eyes.
I am not the same.
I lost that little girl,
she passed away a long time ago
and her funeral was the saddest of all.
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