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Aug 2014 Margaret

Overflow

Aug 2014 Margaret

Kevin T Norman

Overflow

I overwhelm with love.
Expressing it freely
because I don't know
how much time I have
left on this earth to say,
"I love you."

So I say it often
and I say it loudly.
I say it boldly
and I say it proudly.
I love too much
because I don't know any other way of loving someone.

You see my greatest strength
is also my biggest weakness.
But most of all
it's my greatest downfall.

And I keep falling.

#love #heartbreak #hope #loss

Aug 2014 Margaret

Untitled

Aug 2014 Margaret

Mariève D

Untitled

Well, guess what.
Life is not easy and it
never will be.

Aug 2014 Margaret

Writing A Poem Is Hard

Aug 2014 Margaret

Love

Writing A Poem Is Hard

I think that
Writing a poem is hard.
Maybe not just
A few words
On a few lines
But a masterpiece
Of your soul
Transformed into words
Called a poem
That transformation is hard
But oh they say
Poetry is easy
Anyone can write a poem
But few can write it in
The ink
That their soul bleeds.

Aug 2014 Margaret

In My Mind (10w)

Aug 2014 Margaret

krissie

In My Mind (10w)

There is no difference between,
A gun and a pen.

#feelings #life #dark #thoughts #10w #me

Aug 2014 Margaret

The Confession

Aug 2014 Margaret

The Messiah Complex

The Confession

"I am old" said he
with furrowed brows and weary eyes
leaning closer, as if he had monsters to face
lessons yet to learn, and paths to retrace

"I've lived and loved" said he
he spoke of days come and gone
his eyes sparkling tales every now and again
the stars shining closest, now seeming quite dim

"I've done things" sighed he
bent over, from a weight pressing down
his shoulders slumped forward as if burdened by lies
sadness conveyed by the shame in his eyes

"Forgiveness is yours" said I, leaning in closer yet
I whispered "The demons are gone, and you've no reason to fret"
then I squeezed him so tightly, till he felt mercy unfold
"Your secrets now spoken, and you've broken their hold"

His heart felt relieved, but
he slowly perceived, that his
confession was heard only by
the mirror as he silently grieved

Aug 2014 Margaret

poetry isn't for anyone

Aug 2014 Margaret

nova

poetry isn't for anyone

**** it.
poetry isn't for you,
it isn't for anyone.
why show the world
your wounds?
keep it all wrapped up
under a knit blanket, i suppose.
fight your demons alone;
a war in your own mind.
don't let anyone see
the scars, not on your wrist,
but in your thoughts.
stay silent, stay quiet.
maybe you'll get through it.
hide it inside, hidden
by fake smiles and fake friends.
move on with your music
and a whole new reality.
the world is a dangerous place;
people don't understand
and people don't know.
don't show your marks,
pull down your sleeves.

no,
poetry isn't for anyone.

i wrote this a while back, and i actually kinda like it

#poetry

Aug 2014 Margaret

thank you! (not a poem)

Aug 2014 Margaret

unwritten

thank you! (not a poem)

Wow, 100+ followers.
Over 100 people who read something of mine and said,
"Hey, this is good, let's follow them."
I know that there are 7 billion people in this world,
and that 100 isn't very many, but it truly means a lot to me.

This website is one of the best things I've come across in a while:
A small community of serious writers who aren't afraid to share their thoughts. I have been amazed by the overall positive reception of my poems, as well as the positivity and openness that (for the most part) exists in all other aspects of this site.

So, this is just to say thank you.
Thank you for listening to what I have to say, and allowing me to bare my deepest thoughts and emotions comfortably.

And please,
never stop writing.

(a.m.)

#poetry