Mable Erina: Favorites

Jan 2020 Mable Erina

2019

Jan 2020 Mable Erina

Kinsey Jordyn

2019

I was 14 when I was put in prison.
Controlled by a guard that would threaten if I disobeyed to collapse all I knew around me.
To ruin the lives of those I loved but he wouldn’t
I promised my word of silence, tell no soul then no souls would be lost or damaged.
I was their protector.
They’re only hope.
Do as I say he demands.
Wear this!
“No don’t wear that.”
and call me by my name
“Who am I to you?!”
Daddy
That crippling word used for control
Taking away any meaning that word could mean in different context
Crumpled me up by his fist and blew away the dust
I tasted freedom for the first time
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I sipped on the ability to run, free
Fly
I was able to breathe
Those souls were released
But what do I do with mine?
Fill it with the poison of what I hadn’t experienced before
Drugs
Alcohol
I became the destructor of those souls
Crashing and setting fire to them all
With my hatred for anything tying me down
And throwing those chains back on
Turning my back on those who would’ve searched for the key til the end of time.
I ran
back to prison
My own prison of thoughts and chances I missed
Consumed by the “what if’s”
Losing my mind
Lost
But slowly crawling to a stand
Stand to a walk
Walk to a run
I will fly again
I will fly
The poison ****** from my body.
I am living.
I’m flying
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My attempt at smash poetry. Be gentle with me.

#abuse #freedom #love

Nov 2019 Mable Erina

Love yourself a little more

Nov 2019 Mable Erina

ultraviolet

Love yourself a little more

If you're hurt, let it hurt today.
Cry over silly reasons.
Hold your breath for a while.
Then, only then, you'll be able to let go.

#lovemyself

Jun 2019 Mable Erina

eyes

Jun 2019 Mable Erina

Sadie

eyes

blue,
the color of the ocean,
the color of the sky,
the color of intelligence,
the color of calm,
the color of a cold, depressed winter.

green,
the color of trees,
the color of nature,
the color of mischief,
the color of safety.
the color of a bright, adventurous summer.

my eyes,
a swirling combination of blue and green,
a representation of intelligence and mischief,
a source of calm and adventure,
a union of complementary opposites,
a storm of different sides of one person.

#blue #green #eyes #intelligence #mischief #winter #summer

May 2018 Mable Erina

New Way Around

May 2018 Mable Erina

L B

New Way Around

The years add up
But you never truly forget
Just cover it up
with leaves, some brush
an old sheet or blanket
A drive
a new route around
Sometimes an old box in a closet
or under a bed work fine
to hide the time

until the winds of seasons change
bare it all again

..and there's never any tissues around

Aug 2017 Mable Erina

Things that could have been

Aug 2017 Mable Erina

Tom Spense

Things that could have been

Things you could have been:

We could have built our houses in the shade of the sun’s eclipse
And taught our children to build their lives in the turn of the light
Because, silly geese, ultraviolet radiation pours out of its eye
And into yours all the same,
So it's still the day.

You could have waited more stilly, more patiently, more kindly
For the full moon’s pull of your blood’s tide and realized from the
Cracks and cliffs cut out of the shores of your defense that my face
Is the face you can’t remember
When you wake.

But it’s dark outside and still not night, and the moon is full
But your blood is fine, so we keep building houses,
And I keep talking to
Other people’s children.

#eclipse

Aug 2016 Mable Erina

Untitled

Aug 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

Untitled

It burns when you message. It makes me cry when you call. I can't think. It feels like I'm in a hole. Again. Seven years later. You still message. You still call. I just stopped answering. You still twist my emotions. You still hurt with every word. I'm not yours anymore. But it still hurts....

Aug 2016 Mable Erina

Untitled

Aug 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

Untitled

What do I say?
When the feelings aren't right and aren't allowed.
But it's okay.
Everything is fine.
It can't hurt.
I can't let it.
I understand.
So why does it feel like this?
Why does it hurt?
It can't.
I can't.

Jul 2016 Mable Erina

One Kiss (Sexy Sunday)

Jul 2016 Mable Erina

Just Melz

One Kiss (**** Sunday)

First touch
First kiss,  bliss
I lick my lips
The tension releases
This feeling I feel
A sickness
This desire builds
All this touching
Still can't get my fill
Craving that look
Of passion in your eyes
Your disguise,
The satisfaction
Of friction,  sweat
Dripping between crevaces
Following the path
The moisture leaves a trail
To the bottom of the ocean
Explosion
Keep going
To the flame inside
It burns,  for you
Steady and hard
I feel this hunger
Quench my thirst
A slow and soft kiss,
First
Then it's just enough
The volcano erupts
Fall down,  bliss
It all started
With one sweet kiss

#love #kiss #*** #**** #****** #******