Mari Lyn

Mari Lyn Dec 2013

Heartbeats racing

Silent embracing

Bodies suspended

While flat on the ground

Late nights

Echoing fights

Dancing on air

Trying not to drown

Uncomfortable familiarity

Regrettable prosperity

Life seems more clear

Without them around

Mari Lyn Nov 2013

Little Green Toad

A little green toad

came hopping along

Bounced up to my door

while singing his song

"If only a girl would

wrap me up in her hands

and give me a kiss

and make me her man

I would give her the things

about which shes dreamed

and be the best **** prince

that she has ever seen"

I smiled at that toad

and wrapped him up in my hands

I gave him that kiss

to make him that man

The wind swept about us

As stars fell from the sky

The ground beneath us trembled

And we were flying high

It lasted only a moment

at least that's how it seemed

and standing there before me

was the prince of my dreams

He smiled for a moment

and sweetly kissed my hand

then he turned on his heel

and down the street he ran

a piece of paper fell

and settled on the ground

i stood in shocked silence

and slowly bent down

"I'm sorry to leave you

standing alone like this

it seems a bit cruel

to doubt that, I'd be remiss

Your entitled to your pain

your frustration apropos

but confusion I cannot grant you

After all, you knew I was a toad"

Mari Lyn Nov 2013

Inconsistent Ramblings of a Sick Woman

Empty thoughts stream in inconsistent lines
A love once thought lost somehow seems to thrive
The darkness had consumed all the happiest of times
But one look at you and once again I'm alive

Through the darkness and the clouds its hard to see
but a strong confident hand reached for me
Without thought I grasped it and was lifted away
To the safety of the light where I choose to stay

Thank you for being exactly who you are
You shine a light much brighter than any of the stars
Without you my world would be dark and cold
So I make these statements at the risk of sounding bold

I don't know what to make of the place we are in
And I'm not exactly sure where to even begin
But the truth is the love that courses through my veins
Has never been stronger than it is today

Mari Lyn Nov 2013

More Similar Than You Know

Twisted muddled thoughts swirl

around pristine petals of rose

Colliding continuously while

Diving desperately toward the roots

Mari Lyn Nov 2013

Untitled and Unfinished

Truly selfish is the heart

as we are forced to abide

the pain and the suffering

of loves lost lives

childish it seems to be

to force the hand your way

indifferent to the soul

who has the price to pay

Mari Lyn Nov 2013

Ramblings of a Broken Heart

I always said I knew you.

The real you, that is.

Not just your hobbies.

Not just your tastes.

I always said I knew you.

The real you, that is.

I knew your thoughts.

I knew your soul.

I always said I knew you.

The real you, that is.

That's why I'm hurt.

And I don't know who to blame.

If I knew you.

The real you, that is.

Did I pretend that you loved me?

Or did I really not know you?

In all the years I've known you,

The real you, that is.

I've known you didn't know me.

I've known you couldn't love me.

In all the years I've known you,

The real you, that is.

I've wanted to be with you.

I've wanted you to be with me.

In all the years I've known you

The real you, that is.

I haven't been able to resist you

Except for just once.

I still had some dignity then.

It seems as though I've lost it.

Somewhere along the way.

I don't blame you for that.

I must have given it away in pieces.

To a few different men.

But it seems to me that you got the last of it.

And I don't know how to get it back again.

After ten long years

of the on again off again sort

I'm done with you.

You've cast me away for the last time.

I should rejoice in my decision to take back my life

yet this void only seems to grow larger

You have done little but hurt me

over all of these years

And somehow I always seem

to go back for more.

I spend months away from you

not taking your calls

avoiding the thing that

always ends up hurting me

And then I begin to answer again

I forgive and try to forget

I say I can't be hurt again

you can't hurt me worse than before

And then it happens again

different method, same result

And again I ignore the calls

claiming that I wont be had again

you apologize and offer the world

over and over and over again

And then I begin it all over again.

So when does it stop?

I know I have to stop it.

I want to stop it.

But why does it still hurt?

After all of this time

after all of this pain

you continue to call

and I continue to ignore

And I continue to cry

because I miss you

and I don't know why.

Mari Lyn Nov 2013

Ashes of Love

It seemed like once, a while ago,
two separate halves could be whole.
That time has passed, but moments ago
and a then hot fire now burns cold.

I find myself alone yet again
gathering my heart piece by piece.
From the ashes of an overwhelming love
that I once thought would never cease.

Yet here again alone I stand
begging just once to be heard.
I know you no longer care for me
But I still need you to hear these words.

The careless and wreckless abandon
with which you smashed my heart.
Will not and cannot be forgotten.
While these words may just be the start.

You embodied all that I wanted,
All I'd ever dreamt to be my own.
And you gave me yourself repeatedly
With a passion I'd yet not known.

Then with but only one moment
you ripped all of it away.
You said that you had warned me
so you had no obligation to stay.

So here you find me standing
and you seem, but slightly confused.
At my wounded shaken retorting
as though I maybe feel a bit used.

You led with nothing but honesty
And I cannot fault you for this
yet your actions betrayed your words
as you endured those months of bliss.

and in the end, for you to panic
and disappear with nothing to say
leaving me, who did naught but love you
to wrestle with whom to blame

So I will gather up my broken heart
from the shattered pile it's in
and use what little tape I have left
to put it back together again

I want nothing more than to forget you
to move onward and upward and such
but my heart won't let my forget you
It just seems to like you too much