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Maddie Bukowsky Jun 2012
I waited until I knew she was gone,
the whole time checking behind me.
I went up the stairs in silence,
I knew she'd let me be.
I got to the top and there it was,
the horrible bathroom door.
I went inside and locked it,
and then sank down to the floor.
I turned on the water,
I knew it would drown out the sound.
Sticking my finger down my throat,
my head was spinning around.
I held onto the seat,
then came the tears.
I looked at who I'd become,
someone that I feared.
I felt like such a failure,
tears streamed down my face.
I'd disappeared slowly,
and I was gone without a trace.
I'd wished for help all the time,
but what was I to do?
I was the one that had made this choice,
it was this I'd put myself through.
I flushed my sorrows down,
and turned to face the sink.
I grabbed the bottle of mouthwash,
and took a shameful drink.
My mom knocked at the door,
my heart began to race.
I turned the water back on,
and started to wash my face.
"I'm busy right now" I started to say,
I knew she wouldn't ask why.
I told her I was taking my makeup off,
hoping she'd believed my lie.
I finally came out,
I was weak and tired and ready to sleep.
I wanted to hide my secret from the world,
bury it really deep.
I got in my bed,
and turned off the light.
I closed my eyes,
and tried to sleep through the night.
The next day came again,
I finally was awake.
I put on another smile,
the one I had to fake.
The day went well,
until I locked the bathroom door.
Where once again like always,
I would sink to the bathroom floor.
Maddie Bukowsky Jun 2012
A fragile Cinderella sitting in her castle,
she hides from the sunny skies.
She yearns to break free from her prison,
she looks out with her sad, green eyes.
The only people in her life,
all they do is feed her lies.
Though when she closes her door,
they pretend not to hear her cries.
"You are unloved, you are unwanted,"
they constantly whisper in her ear.
She has no choice, she has to listen,
as they tell her how to act and what to fear.

A fragile Cinderella sitting in her castle,
they all tell her she's bad luck.
She wants to scream and run away,
but there's nowhere to go, she's stuck.
She drifts off into daydreams,
floating to the clouds above.
A glimmer of hope from the stories she hears,
at least in Heaven they'll show her love.
Her family doesn't listen to her goals,
they try to map out her fate.
She's done everything she can,
but she cannot break through the hate.

However, life is better outside these walls,
it is not as bad as it seems.
For when she finally gets out of her castle,
she finally realizes her dreams.
For once in her life she feels happy,
her heart doesn't feel so hollow.
When she gets away from the judging eyes,
she knows the right path to follow.
This fragile Cinderella knows her worth,
not another tear will fall.
As of now, she controls her life,
she is learning to stand tall.

The people may not listen,
they'll tell her that she's ******.
She'll just nod along in silence,
but in her heart she knows where she stands.
She knows who she is inside,
she's ready to take this risky move.
From this day on she is living for herself,
to her friends and family she has nothing to prove.


A fragile Cinderella sitting in her castle,
she chooses not to speak out.
Loneliness may surround her,
but her heart is free of doubt.
Maddie Bukowsky Jun 2012
The sight of you releases butterflies inside of me.
Your eyes, deep and endless, call to me, lure me in.
Mesmerizing, hypnotizing, like a dream, like a fantasy.
Your voice is like velvet, every word you say is a symphony.
Your touch sends a tingling shock through my body.
I melt, your fingertips touching mine.
It's hard to control the feelings inside of me, a sensation like nothing I've ever felt.
Strong and unchanging, you're so close, your sweet aroma filling my head.
Your arms are like my lullaby, soothing my soul.
Hold me, don't let me go, stay in this moment.
Your kiss is a drug, and I'm helplessly addicted.
It's hard to breathe, I can't even speak.
Restless thoughts, and my knees go weak.
Maddie Bukowsky Jun 2012
You only have one life; that means you only have one chance to get it right.
Yeah, you may blow it, but forgiveness still lingers.
Through all the terrible mistakes we make, forgiveness still lingers.
Living in the midst of judgement, and reacting in anger, forgiveness still lingers.
Through thoughts of depression, and harming ourselves, forgiveness still lingers.
When we give in to that nagging little voice, forgiveness still lingers.
Wanting something you don't have, but taking for granted everything you do have, forgiveness still lingers.
Ignoring the ones who have always been there, but adoring the ones who haven't, forgiveness still lingers.
Trust is a privilege, not a right. You have to earn it. It takes years to build but only seconds to ruin.
No matter how many times you mess up, forgiveness is everywhere.
But here's the catch: you must ask to be forgiven.
Maddie Bukowsky Jun 2012
Loving you is like a dream, I don't even know if it's real.
Loving you is like a choice, to display how I really feel.
Loving you is like a game, fighting so we will not lose.
Loving you is like a contest, I'm clueless as to who you will choose.
Loving you is like a rainstorm, certain days it will be bittersweet.
Loving you is like a test, and how tempting it may be to cheat.
Loving you is like a band-aid, repairing the awful bleed.
Loving you is oh so easy, because you are all I need.
Maddie Bukowsky Jun 2012
I knew a girl; but not just any girl.
Her story was more intriguing than any fairytale,
Her worth far above rubies and pearls,
Her strength far more powerful than 100 soldiers,
Her beauty far more radiant than a dozen fresh roses,
Her love far greater than the tenderness of a caring friend,
Her dreams far more valuable than all the gold in the world,
but her emotions she kept hidden.
Afraid to let her guard down, for she was a rock to those around her.
To many she was a mystery, a spectacular puzzle of a person.
I still hear her laugh.
Rest in Paradise, sweet sister.

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