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 Sep 2012 Marina Salamanca
Jay
Life can be lived happily
To take a chance
To roll the dice
To figure out what's right
But who wants to gamble
When all the great things
End for the worse
Joy with pain
Love with rain
Infatuation with "I'm over you"
Seeing sides of things you never knew
Never wanted to
Life can be lived happily
To take a chance
To roll the dice
To never know if things will turn out right
Is it worth the risk?
Could we resist?
To the girls who think they're nothing;
no matter what they say, you're worth something,
there are many people out there, who will miss you when you're gone,
this earth is where you belong,
do not convince yourself otherwise,
no matter how bad it seems, its always possible to pull through,
so do not sulk, with a razorblade to your ever so pale wrist,
do not make things worse, by hurting yourself,
this isnt what you really need,

To the girls who put these kind of people down;
Grow the **** up,
respect the people around you, if you have any class,
to be honest, I hope you fall on you're fat ***,
on the way up to success,
no need to be so rude though,
there is one thing I do know,
no matter what you tell them, they'll always be worth more than every single ******* one of you put together,
it doesnt matter, you chose the wrong path, always being the bad girl,
step into the victims shoes,
feel the hurt they felt,
when you put them down,

Here's to the girls who feel like nothing;
Buck up,
swallow you're pride,
accept the things you cannot change, and change the things you can,
theres no shame in putting on a fake smile, and not letting others suffer,
stay away from drugs, they'll only give you more time to think,
when a boy wants to have *** in an alley, make sure you don't lay in glass,
and make sure the ******* doesnt leave you, with a kid in your arms,
no matter what you may believe, you're worth something,
no matter what any one says, I'm always gonna love you,
its not what they say thats important, its important we all know its a lie,
so be strong, and tell everyone you've never felt better,
but if someone asks you whats wrong, don't be afraid to pour your fragile heart out,
to the ones who love you, because they're there to listen, and they want you to feel better,

So here's to the girls,*
who suffer, but with a brave face,

Here's to the girls,
Like **me.
Somebody ask me whats wrong,
so I can pour out this purple heart,
that has been ever so accustumed to swell up,

Why shouldn't it? I've worn it on my sleeve for too long,

For it is ****** and bruised and has been through too much,
and its worn and torn, and has made me tough,
love has tangled it self up in this mess of my swelling purple heart,
and I couldn't ask for anything more,
for this love is whats keeping me sane at any given moment,
and this love, its so strong I just can't let it go,

This exspression of overflowing emotion has become too much,
people around me don't think I'm so tough,
for they see my purple heart fading, my pulse going out,
its finally all gotten to be too much.
well. I just woke up, and wrote this on the spot. So enjoy, although I believe it needs work,
What you see is not always what you get,
sometimes things tend to sneak up on you in the end,
and leave you hollow and ****** in the very spot you stand,

Thats what you leaving did to me,
tore me up and left me to bleed,
and you're the one person I always said I'd never need,
God, why did you have to leave,
I find myself missing the little things,
like drawing up insulin and making you tea,
I miss the days where you were breathing,

I said I'd be strong, and thats what I'm doing,
no one else has to know I'm in ruins,
just box it all up and swallow the key,
hiding away all the pain and misery,
go on with life as you never left,
and just know I miss you, though you weren't the best.
once again, R.I.P grandma.. I'll probably have like 6 more tributes today.. i'm a bit of a mess, you see
I will admit,
I really wish, that I am the only one, to know the feel of your skin,
I really wish, I am the only one that knows the magic in your kiss,
I really wish that I was your first, and we made it all these years,
I really want, to **** anyone who has ever hurt you,
I really want for you to be here, with me wrapped in your warm embrace,
I really want,  for me to be the reason for that amazing smile on your face,
I really need, for you to hold me, and never let me go,
I really need this to work out for me,
I really need this to be real

And I really know, that it'll work out for us, because this my darling, is real love.
 Sep 2012 Marina Salamanca
Jay
I never realized
How much I really loved you
Until you were gone
Hold onto me. Inside this chamber.
I cannot feel the darkness.
It is light again.
The dark called in sick.
You are alive. Definitely.
I need you. You are the only one I want inside here.
You are the light
streaming through the wings of a Phengaris Arion, butterfly.
The real blue a divergence
from the brilliant hybrid lanterns,
your radiant eyes.
I walked in reckless,
The slash the superheated steel,
ate the sea and drank the sky, died, and flew.
From the outside I came to you,
a reflection, you, yourself,
pineapple slices on banana leaf.
Curtain the day, let the glass go dark,
place the mattress on the lawn,
spawn nightmares in the street,
revel in an autumn rain, the dull dark white,
the blazing black awaiting dawn.
Your beauty is a tempest or swirling currents,
that caress all the senses, for it lies not only before the eye,
but in the content of action and creation, the heart in your endeavors.
Forget the insincere frauds and sharks scenting sorrow,
and feeding on misery in a frenzy.
We together can blunt the teeth of the shark with our joy.
Rose pink and fuchsia, euphoric light.
The Creature from the Black Lagoon on a drive in big screen,
black and white in the night. The air is scented electric.
Bright waters ripple in the spaces between us.
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