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Mar 2014 · 313
Untitled
Mari Lyn Mar 2014
I can't tell when you're lying anymore.
And that thought scares me.
I can't tell if you're trying anymore.
And that thought scares me.

I chose to stay
After the truth came out
Though the pain of deception
Has pushed me away

Like a rose in autumn
I see our love wilting
I see the light of my faith in you
Fading to black
Mar 2014 · 706
Spoon in Hand
Mari Lyn Mar 2014
I often think about all of the times
I sat here listening
for the sound of betrayal.
I sat here praying to hear nothing
and holding my breath.
I realize now, that I was horrible at this.
I am not capable of standing by an addict.
Because I cannot sympathize,
I cannot empathize with you.
And it makes me feel like a terrible person.
I know on a reasonably sensible level
that you did not choose your actions with me in mind.
But the selfishness that surrounded those actions,
that way of being,
forced me to be selfish in my own way.
I know that you suffer
from an overwhelmingly terrifying disease.
But every time you removed that spoon
from the secret pouch it was in,
I felt the needle myself.
I felt it ***** and go through my skin.
But instead of the rush of bliss
you were enjoying in your world,
a rush of terror and anxiety flowed through my veins.
As you sat there contentedly drifting
in and out of consciousness,
I was screaming and crying
Inside.
It was truly terrifying
to sit helplessly by
while you destroyed yourself
and my faith in you.
I blame myself
for your failure to measure up
to my expectations of you.
I blame myself
because I sat by and never truly confronted
Your addiction
My pain
Or the fact that our relationship ended
The first time I caught you
Spoon in hand.
Dec 2013 · 345
That Man
Mari Lyn Dec 2013
sleep that once eluded me
begins to lure me near
an idea that once i longed for
now brings me only fear

for once upon a time
long ago i met a man
i fell helplessly in love
a feeling few understand

every night i dream of him
holding me in his arms
I feel the safety and the happiness
while at the mercy of his charm

he haunts my world
that amazing man
and i do not shed a tear
until morning comes
and i wake up
and he's no longer here
Dec 2013 · 1.5k
War
Mari Lyn Dec 2013
War
You took my hand and lead me down
to the deepest depths of my soul
You showed me who I really am
And the things I'm capable of

You forced me to see
Just how hard I could fight
To silence your demons
That hold me so tight

I fight to stay focused
I fight to stay calm
I fight to keep myself sane
I fight to trust people, including myself
And I fight to forget your name

I'll never forget the day I found out
That everything you said was a lie
I'll never forget the feeling I had
Of wanting to curl up and die

The childish games you played with my heart
Left it a broken mess
I fight to forget you ever existed
And release the pain from my chest

I fight to be trusting
I fight to be fair
I fight to forget the pain
I fight for the chance to let myself feel
And I fight to forget your name

Help me to see
Why you did this to me
What about me led you here
I don't understand,
Forgiveness be ******,
Why you worked for all my tears

Maybe some day you'll meet a sweet girl
And she'll make you feel happy and whole
I hope, if you do, she rips your heart out
And shows you the depths of your soul

Then you'll see why the battle I fight
Is a painful and exhausting ordeal
You'll see how numb the pain can make you
And you'll fight just to be able to feel

You'll fight to feel normal
You'll fight to stay calm
You'll fight to keep yourself sane
You'll fight to know why this happened to you
And you'll fight to forget her name
Dec 2013 · 482
It's Killing Me
Mari Lyn Dec 2013
I have these pictures of you
I can’t look at them now
I have these memories of you
I can’t think of them now
I have this need to see you
But I can’t be with you now
Because you’re gone
And you’re never coming back

This isn’t some sappy love poem
Where I dramatically confess my love
And lament the choices we made
That have left me alone again
This isn’t some stupid plea
For you to come back and see me again
Because you can’t

You aren’t at home
You aren’t out with friends
And I’m not pretending you’ll call me again
Because you won’t

I wasn’t there
And it’s killing me
They say you held on
For three hours more
And I wasn’t there
And it’s killing me
I don’t know how to deal
With never seeing you again
And it’s killing me
Dec 2013 · 439
Writer's Block
Mari Lyn Dec 2013
As I put my pen to paper
the thoughts all rush at once
to the forefront of my mind
Each one shouting louder than
the ones beside it
the ones in front and the ones behind it
pushing and crowding and
begging to be heard

As I put my pen to paper
I reach my hand
through the trenches of my mind
searching for one
just one thought to save
One thought to pull
from the screaming, swarming, mob
that so desperately needs to be heard
Dec 2013 · 769
Vapor
Mari Lyn Dec 2013
You know not the measure
of my now broken heart
your ignorance astounds me


vapor

I disappeared as if
into the thinest of air
maybe you would have commented
had you realised I was even there


gone but for a moment
yet forgotten long before
Dec 2013 · 523
Contradictions in Love
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
Nov 2013 · 624
Little Green Toad
Mari Lyn Nov 2013
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
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
Nov 2013 · 427
More Similar Than You Know
Mari Lyn Nov 2013
Twisted muddled thoughts swirl

around pristine petals of rose

Colliding continuously while

Diving desperately toward the roots
Nov 2013 · 407
Untitled and Unfinished
Mari Lyn Nov 2013
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
Nov 2013 · 665
Ramblings of a Broken Heart
Mari Lyn Nov 2013
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.
Nov 2013 · 492
Ashes of Love
Mari Lyn Nov 2013
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
Nov 2013 · 403
Eyes
Mari Lyn Nov 2013
36 eyes were upon me
Eighteen sets of two
Maybe some weren’t perfect...
Maybe they didn’t all work well...
But all 36 were pointed at me
And even if they didn’t see me well

They were all trying.

I was frozen in space
Terrified of the sound of:
MY OWN VOICE

While the eyes stared
Watching
Waiting
My heart pounded faster
And faster
And faster still

I chose at once to speak.

The silence was shattered
And the eyes still stared

I emptied my soul
Piece by piece
All over the floor at their feet
And the eyes still stared

I poured my thoughts
My own stream of consciousness
Into the air around them
And the eyes still stared

I handed each of them
A peace of my heart
To hold in their hands
And the eyes still stared

And as I spoke they held:
My heart in their hands
My soul lay at their feet
And they breathed the air of my own consciousness
And the eyes still stared

Then I stopped

And the silence returned
Only to be broken once more
By the sound of thunderous applause
And the eyes still stared
Nov 2013 · 484
Fate
Mari Lyn Nov 2013
The line of life snakes all around
twixt the boney fingers of some fate
you find yourself decision bound
knife in hand as you stand at the gate

to go back now would risk condemnation
simply for a lack of a will to succeed
but to go forward is a different situation
you know you must have a will to bleed

they ask you if you would be so kind
as to offer up your hand in assistance
for "this life" they say "indeed is thine"
and now there's little point in resistance

still for a moment you hold your breath
terrified of a path that is wrong
how queer is the moment when faced with death
so unsure of where it is you belong

— The End —