Mable Erina: Favorites

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

Marshie The Mellow

In you, I trust
but leave you, I must
this is all just too much
you left me with my heart to clutch
My insides tumble
your name, I mumble
You left me like a wreck
and got me like what the heck?
Expectations, *expectations, expectations
You were supposed to be my inspiration
but all you ever was my expectation
Now leave you, I must
In you, I no longer trust
You broke it with your own hands
for you only show up with demands
I was never a friend to you
because you're only here when YOU feel blue
You kept trying to convince me that it's true
that you actually care
but here I am saying "It's not fair."
because I can't say no to that look on your face
You always change the pace
I guess it's time
I no longer believe that this will ever sublime

Leave you, I must
*In you, I no longer trust

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

Amethyst vs Moldavite

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

Amethyst vs Moldavite

Your eyes push against the walls around me...
I hold still.....willing to let you in
But too scared to ask, I'm waiting
Always waiting
Amethyst and moldavite.
I need to run to save my walls
But I can't leave the floor.
Your eyes pin me there.
I want and I beg and I scream
Yet you retain control.
I'm looking for a reason to sink
But you made me want to fly.
Just promise if you put me in the air,
You won't let me hit the ground.
Don't help me heal if I'll just be ruined again.

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

Untitled

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

Untitled

When I can't feel anything
When I can't breathe
I need....
When the world won't stop spinning
When nothing is real any longer
To bleed.

When every where I look,
I see chaos and destruction
I crave.....
When there is nothing
And no one else,
The pain.

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

It's 2 a.m. Again.

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

It's 2 a.m. Again.

It's 2 a.m. again.
Most is silent.
An occasional shout
Or a car revving in the distance.
Not much to hear.
The rain falls slowly, gently.
It shows a mercy
To the ground below it.

It's 2 a.m. again.
Sleep won't come.
The mind a race,
Swirling and twisting.
Past and present and future.
Colliding, consuming
Until there's nothing.
Nothing at all.

It's 2 a.m. again.
The whispers start.
The songs of hope and despair,
Calling for a rebellion.
Resistance is slim.
The offered promise,
Temptation at its finest.
Refusal is impossible

It's 2 a.m. again.
All is quiet.
The thirst quinched,
With unholy liquids.
Everything slows to a crawl.
Falling deeper into the dark,
Heavier and heavier.
Silence.

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

Untitled

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

Untitled

I'm kicking and screaming, begging, please notice.
See that there's something wrong! I can't breathe.
My throat is closing. I'm dying!!!
Do you not see? Why can't you see?
Everything's ready. My light grows dimmer.
Feeling is leaving me, I'm growing numb.
Cold and broken, The air is so harsh.
Why don't you understand? I can't keep going.
I'm drowning in my tears, The silent sobs you can't hear.
I can hear the whispers of those long gone,
Asking me to come home through the veil.
How can I deny them? I scream at you.
But you're not listening. You can't see the questions in my eyes.

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

Summer

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

Summer

I still feel you.
I just wish I could see you,
Hear your voice.
God I'd love to hear your laugh.
It used to make me think of heaven.
Remember the long lazy afternoons,
We'd spend hours in that hammock.
We could see and smell the water.
The breeze was just right.
Just enough shade with the sun.
We had everything planned,
Sharing a dorm room in college.
I didn't make it there.
I couldn't go without you.
So I'll finish this bottle,
And swallow a handful more of the pills,
And maybe,
Just maybe,
I'll see you in my dreams.

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

Until It Just Stops

Jun 2016 Mable Erina

His Gweniverre

Until It Just Stops

Run...That's all I can feel. Flee...That's all I can hear, but it's too late. I didn't watch my step. I fell. Now I'm stuck. And there's no one to help me up. Why did I do this?
I learned long ago not to. Not to feel. Not to open up. Not to let down my walls. Stupid. Stupid me. How could I? I knew better. But I fell anyway. And now I can't stop. I'm twisting into a hole I can't get out of. It's burying me alive. Each breath harder to breathe. Until it just stops.

Apr 2016 Mable Erina

Erinyes

Apr 2016 Mable Erina

Mariana Nolasco

Erinyes

It’s a dream!*
I scream to my insides

as I look for a way out of this place.
It’s a dream! Only a dream!
-But, it is not.

I hear footsteps.
Have I gone mad?
No! They’re footsteps!
Quick, find a way out.
I swoop, wave and brandish

That sword that was once useful.

Then I run, and then hide.

I pray, I beg and pant.

But they find me, and  t h e y  take me!
and more, I scream:

LET ME BE FREE!
But
I

can’t

be…

I wake up.

In my bed, that’s old and *****.

And I cry, because I couldn’t save you in that dream

Just like I cannot save myself.

I don’t know,

if I am brave:

for I close my eyes yet once again

That, dry and glassy,

b e g  for some hours of peace

knowing that we are not alone.

That my Erinyes, just like ravens

Are sitting by the edge of the bed

Patiently waiting

Without a sound

For me to
turn
off
the
l
i
g
h
t...

*click

this poem does not rhyme because I first wrote it in another language. I thought someone could like it, so here it is. Do give feedback, please.

Apr 2016 Mable Erina

Today, I miss you

Apr 2016 Mable Erina

Mariana Nolasco

Today, I miss you

And I don’t know why do I miss you.
Is it too early in the morning for me to remember I’ll wake up alone?
Is it because I again forgot to take the daily dose of Prozac?
Truth be told, I don’t know. And you won’t know either.

It is in fact too soon for me to face the truth?
Because my fairy tale dreams are still running circles in my head.
First step’s first:
Denial.

I’m brewing coffee for two.
One would expect that after all this time I would simply summon up
I would wake up without looking at the right side of the bed
I would take one mug, make coffee for one
And instead, here I am.

Is it too late to beg some more?
I don’t know what will be of me
All I know is, Today, I miss you

Brainstorming #1

#depression #death #end #breakup #miss #missing #denial #confession