Madeline Clow: Favorites

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

Paul Hardwick

Thank you
for being with me right here
right now and how

I see things in purple dreams
if you have something to say
say it right here
stop my dreams

Or just let me be free
some times I need to get out
but that was yesterday
and this me tomorrow

And that was only yesterday
will I face tomorrow
she hated me
and as for tomorrow
this is a strange dream
that is in my head.

Purple Pen writes. P@ul.
I would like to dedicate this poem to PRINCE.
Thanks man R.I.P. P@ul.

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

demo

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

Summer

demo

i am the sky,
cold and gray.
you looked the way i felt
you were running from the rain
yr eyes held hell
my tears can’t put yr fire out
that’s okay
you don’t want that anyway.

i’ll be okay
i dont’want to die
i just can’t listen to your music
without making myself cry
there’s nothing left to love
i’ll watch all decay
that’s okay,
it was toxic anyway.

There’s a boy who dances with me
in the rain
it hits my skin,
i am cold and gray.
my father stole a gun
tried to put it through his brain
although it’s not okay
you reminded me of him anyway.

i am the sky
all black and blue
thinking about the time i spent falling out of love with you
it came slow
i miss being friends
I don't know why I'm wasting my time
The feelings dead

i see you with her
and god she looks so soft
you said i was like that for you
and now i’m not
i remember when i could call you mine
we were with each other almost all the time
now don’t even speak
but that’s okay
i was never really yours anyway.

i am the sky,
cold and gray.
you looked the way i felt
always running from rain
I'll let it make me clean
I've always been pure
shouldn't have let myself be concerned
If you loved me or her
lets be honest-
you never really loved me anyway.

i am the sky
but no longer blue
realizing I'm happier without you
you can't reach my now
I see you on your toes
just take your time
the rain will heal you slow
it’ll make it easier for us both

i am the sky
now just gray
i no longer see you anymore,
no running from the rain
i am so clean
you are so pure
and i am so glad
that you're not with me anymore

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

song bird

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

Torin

song bird

Song bird
I ask for nothing more
Than that if you sing
You sing for me
A sweet lullaby
To help me sleep
Song bird
Your feathers may be torn
And you can hardly fly
But the notes you reach
Still reach me
I'll never leave your nest
Song bird
I am but a crow
With blackness in my soul
But I feel alright
Within your gentle melody
I feel your light
Song bird
I hope that you don't mind
If I sing along
All out of tune
I find hope inside your song
A place where I belong

Song bird
Would you sing a song
About love
Because thats all I'm thinking of
Ill be your greatest audience
You'll be my peace of mind
Song bird
There is nothing more beautiful in the world

Three o'clock in the morning, and the birds are singing. Keeping, or helping, me stay awake. I find beauty in their songs, and of course all kinds of symbolic meaning. I was made to see the world for all its beauty, I was made to feel. I was born to be the king

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

The Voyeur

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

ishaan khandpur

The ******

Your hair fell in streams of black,
Against your naked body.
Covering only your bare back,
I'd never seen such beauty.

The bones on your cheeks,
Held a smile so true.
Your eyes so wide,
That I dreamed through you.

I'd paint you a picture,
If words wouldn't do,
I'd bring you your desires,
And walk through flames for you.

I'd stay with you longer,
Than life would care to do.
In this life or another,
I'd always be there for you.

So hold my hand,
And catch my heart,
As I take the leap,
This deep dive fall.

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

The Most Tragic Tale

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

ji

The Most Tragic Tale

is hidden in the lungs of a lover
who lost himself
in the war of keeping his love;
in  his tears yet to stream his cheeks,
over the carcass of the only dead soldier
that is his own heart.

And the coldest, most macabre ******
lies between the partition of the lips
of the one who left-- willingly.
No good-byes.
No apologies.
Just plain frigid fingers
that smell like heartbreak.

This is the epic unwritten in history,
unseen in televised documentaries;
partly because of its gruesome morbidity,
and partly of its awful simplicity.
A traceless killing:
no blood,
no stains,
no weapons,
just lies.
Seamless all from the start--
just one mangled heart.

#love #heartbreak #lies #heart #pain #sorrow #killing #****** #tragedy #brokenness

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

Time

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

Josy

Time

I felt like time would stop when I was with you,
but not for you your time kept on going.

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

Untitled

Apr 2016 Madeline Clow

Quinn Fox

Untitled

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oh oh my god it's only the first line

#depression #anxiety #10w #writing #insomnia #numb #9w #dissociating