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Marisa Lu Makil Jul 2019
We don't want to die;
We want relief
164 · Nov 2017
There And Back Again
Marisa Lu Makil Nov 2017
We were nine
Can still remember
Our little hands parted
And you left
Went far away
I cried
And you weren't there

I got my first ever letter in the mail
It was from you
I sent one back the moment I'd read yours
But you didn't respond for months

I finally got to see you again
We spent days laughing
And then we had to leave, and you hardly said goodbye

We meet every year
Almost
I was always so excited to see you
But then one day
I ran into your house
And you weren't there
You were with someone else

We were eighteen
I was in Washington
You were in Ohio
Forever apart
And he left you
I was there

But later when my heart was broken
You weren't there

When I started volleyball
You weren't there

When I got my first
Amazing job
You weren't there

When I lost weight
I hadn't spoken to you in weeks
And I knew you were off work
And all I wanted to do
Was tell you
But you weren't there

Are you sensing a pattern?

I guess I'm just tired of being
Second
Always second
163 · Sep 2022
Taking Me Home (pt 1/2)
Marisa Lu Makil Sep 2022
I listen to the lonely melody of this song
And all becomes clear.
I do not fear the final closing of my eyes
For I know what I will see behind my long worn eyelids
A multitude of green fields
And a bleeding sunrise
Kissing the hills behind
And the smile of eternity brushing across my skin
A brilliance that nothing on this side
Could touch
162 · Jul 2018
Untitled 45
Marisa Lu Makil Jul 2018
The days
Used to drag
And all I wanted
Was for the day
To come
But now
The days pass too fast
And I dread
The future that
Lies ahead
I think my depression is coming back.
162 · Oct 2017
Everything Has Changed
Marisa Lu Makil Oct 2017
I used to look forward
To nights like this
With every laugh
I felt joy
With every smile
I was content
With every thought
I was confident
But now
It's different
With every song
I'm nervous
With every movement
I'm self-conscious
With every comment
I am uncomfortable
We may try
To go back
But it's not
The same
And everything
Is different
Everything
Has changed
162 · May 2023
Dreams In color
Marisa Lu Makil May 2023
I dream of chilly dawns
When blue night meets gray springtime
The bite of a new season
Hazy
Like wine on my lips
A breathless newness
Where everything inhales
Holding it inside before the
Exhale
Of a new day
The deep breath before the plunge
A still silence
Not quite silver glass
Nor a golden daylight
But a nether in between
The empty
That comes from
Awaiting new things
This might just be a "me" poem. I can see the sunrise out the door at work every morning, and this  was inspired by today. May 19th, 2023. I hope I remember it as a glistening silver before all the days of gold that lie ahead.
161 · Dec 2021
Bitter Travesty
Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2021
I dreamed one night
So long ago
Of oceans far away
I set a'sail
And found myself
In harsh and gloomy day

The fog rolled in
The water crashed
But he was by my side
A sweetest love
I'd never known
Drifting o'er the tide

He held my hand
Throughout the storm
And as we braved the sea,
I felt his life-light
Seep to mine,
He gave it willingly

A stranger here
Upon these tides
I knew not left or right
And many days
Had cruelly passed
Since we had seen the light

Oh wicked wind
Oh tumult'uous sea
Oh cold and dark embrace
Oh how we dreamed
Of sunshine lands
Far away from this place

I wished and hoped
For better days
The deluge drew me in
But still we dreamed
Of sunny skies
And sweet, warm summer wind

The waters crash
The sea it sprays
So angry at our laughter
And woke me then
To the bitter truth:
There are no happy afters.
161 · Apr 2018
Fine
Marisa Lu Makil Apr 2018
It is so sad to me
How much is
Left unsaid
By the broken
And the scared
And the scarred.
How many thoughts
Are left to be
Just the whisps
Of a painful memory
Of what it was like
To be what you said you are:
Fine
A friend of mine is going through a rough divorce and I know he is hurt and feels alone, but all I can do is watch because of that awful, cursed word-"fine"
160 · Jun 2023
12:53
Marisa Lu Makil Jun 2023
I keep looking at the clock
Wanting to go home
But not home
Anywhere
And nowhere
Wanting to fall asleep for a long time
Until I'm okay again
But it's only 12:53
And I still have 7 hours and 7 minutes
Until I can go home
It was a bad day...night...whatever.
160 · Apr 2023
Bloody Love
Marisa Lu Makil Apr 2023
You tell me that you'd **** for me
But I know that if you did
You'd still find a way to blame me
For handing you the knife.
I think I might make a small series of "******" poems. I'm in a bad frame of mind, and I'm having a hard time handling it.
160 · Jun 2018
Untitled 44
Marisa Lu Makil Jun 2018
Sticks and stones
May break my bones
But words can break
My heart
I had a really long, exhausting day. It ended well, but I can't sleep, and I don't expect I will tonight #insomniac
160 · Jul 2023
PotRoast
Marisa Lu Makil Jul 2023
I open the door
It's been a long day
But a smell drifts down the stairs
That reminds me
Of Sunday afternoons
Family dinners
And warm food in my belly
Fall naps
And stealing a sip of mom's drink
It's just apple juice
But only her and dad get some
I walk upstairs
And slip off my shoes
Tired
And hang my purse on the hook in the wall
Before going to open the oven.
The heavenly smell increases
A smell of the past
A smell of memories
Of family
I pull the *** out of the oven and cautiously open the lid.
I'm washed over with old memories
As I inhale the smell of cooked veggies, roast, and red wine vinegar.
I reach in with some tongs and it falls apart
Soft
Perfect
Ready to eat
And when I take a bite
All I can think about is my mom
And Sunday afternoons
And that last sip of apple juice.
When I was a kid, Sundays after church we would always have dinner as a family. My mom would cook something special because it was Sunday, and we always got to have ice cream afterwards. That was our Sunday routine. We would have a quiet time or nap time afterwards, and spend the evening in peace and quiet. My mom makes the absolute best potroast, and I remember walking into the house after church and just smelling her cooking all ready to eat once we changed back into our normal clothes. I haven't been doing well. But on a whim, I decided to make my mom's recipe for potroast, and taking a bite of it healed me in a few places. I'm not doing well, but I'm gonna be alright.
159 · Jul 2017
Mother
Marisa Lu Makil Jul 2017
There is a woman that I know
She cares for me-she does
Reminds me of the better days
And greater ones to come
She moves with elegence and grace
And beauty like no other
"Who is this woman?", you may ask
This woman is my mother.
To my best friend, my caretaker, and the most beautiful woman I know. ❤
159 · Oct 2023
Navigation Processor
Marisa Lu Makil Oct 2023
My eyes hurt
I'm bone weary
Sore in many places
And too weak and exhausted to even cry
And I'm driving home
In the gray twilight
And all I wish
Is that I were going home
To crawl into the arms of someone
Soft
And warm
Who would cradle me until I fall asleep
And hold me until I wake
Feeling really lonely tonight. But it's fine. I'm just tired.
157 · Nov 2017
Untitled 40
Marisa Lu Makil Nov 2017
My stretch marks
Are my battle scars
Maps of my bravery
And stories of my victories
There is nothing more beautiful
To me
157 · Jan 2018
In This Time Of Desperation
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2018
When you asked me what was wrong
I told you I was tired
I am tired
I'm tired of always
Being
The broken one
155 · Aug 2019
Red Glasses
Marisa Lu Makil Aug 2019
True love is
Wanting someone to be happy
Even if you're not the one who gets to
Make them happy.
154 · Feb 2019
Broken Wings
Marisa Lu Makil Feb 2019
He said he'd
Never noticed
How beautiful
My eyes were
When filled with tears.
154 · Dec 2018
Solitude
Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2018
And it is in the quiet moments
When I feel the most alone
And a throbbing in my heart
Begs me to go home
Feeling very aone this week.
153 · Sep 2017
Who we are
Marisa Lu Makil Sep 2017
We are all
Just broken souls
Learning to love ourselves
One
Day
At a time
152 · Jan 2023
New Wine
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2023
There's something lost inside us
We search for all our lives
We cannot put it into words
Nor anything derived

We search for it in drugs and drink
And *** in hopes that we
Might find the thing we cannot find
And see what's yet unseen

We look in every way we can
In everything we think
"If only I try hard enough"
Then pour another drink

We cannot find it in the ground
Or searching high and low
Traveling the sea won't help
Nor trudging through the snow

It's something beautiful we want
That seems just out of reach
We cannot seem to grasp it
Or find someone to beseech

We cannot put it into words,
It's something in our souls
It's been missing for so long,
We find new things to fill the holes

New hobbies, or a way of life
We've never tried before
Your desperation 'comes more rife
We ache for something more

But puzzles that aren't finished
Can't be fixed with foreign things
They never seem to fit quite right
When subject to our whims

We weary of this path we walk
We can't find what we seek
I've found that on my darkest days,
I cannot even speak

Who would have thought that on my knees
I found that which I sought?
And I found that my surrender
Had a thousand treasures wrought

I will not say that I am whole,
He's working day by day
But I've seen that my heart finds its rest
When I bow my head to pray
151 · Sep 2022
Eve
Marisa Lu Makil Sep 2022
Eve
She didn't believe in beauty
Though she has all the grace of a burning sunrise
But when she looked in the mirror
All she saw was the gray dust after a desert storm
But then someone told her he loved her
And suddenly she noticed
She noticed the way her eyes caught the sun
On a summer evening
She noticed the way her hips and body curved when she lay down on her side
She noticed the subtle highlights and graceful natural loose curls on her head
And she saw for the first time how beautiful she really was
And sometimes when I look in the mirror
I can still see her smiling
With those emerald eyes
And I remember my own beauty
I'm working on taking more pictures of myself that make me feel beautiful. I've always had body image issues, and I think that I'm finally working through them, and it only took 24 years. 😂 Remember that the girl or boy you see in the mirror isn't always you. It's only you if you find him/her beautiful. I thought I'd name this poem after the mother of mankind. I can only imagine how lovely she was, and for a sweet time, she knew she was beautiful.
150 · Mar 2019
Something old
Marisa Lu Makil Mar 2019
Maybe
Maybe realizing
That you're not ready
Is exactly what it takes
For God to decide
That you are
I can't wait to find the one for whom my soul was made. ❤️
150 · Feb 2019
Remember remember
Marisa Lu Makil Feb 2019
I wonder if you ever think about
How much you broke my heart
When you set me on fire
And left me to burn
Tyler Thatcher it's been 5 years
And it still hurts
149 · Sep 2019
God Bless
Marisa Lu Makil Sep 2019
It hurt at first
It hurt so much
All I could think of
Was pain
And you
And I thought
That the rest of my life
Would be
A rollercoaster
A typhoon
A hurricane
Of never being over you
I never thought
I'd be here
Typing these words
But it's a cool September night
There is a warm breeze in the air
Whispering of the coming fall
And pulling red leaves from their branches
I live in my own home
I love in my own way
And I can finally say
We don't belong to each other
And that's okay
And it doesn't hurt anymore.
I never thought I'd be able to say that I'm over you, because it hurt so much when you left. Time after time. But I am. I am happy, I am never alone, and I surround myself with people who would never make me feel as low as you did. I can finally say that I wish you the best of luck, but we don't belong to each other anymore. I'm over you. I'm finally free.
149 · Apr 2019
Time Between Us
Marisa Lu Makil Apr 2019
I thought that maybe just this once
Everything would change
I thought that somehow my heart could
Begin to beat again
But here we are, my heart is torn
And I am on the ground
Asking for a helping hand to
Show me up from down
But you in all your pridefulness
Can't seem to bend down low
And break a nail or ***** hands
You can't tell friend from foe
So call me when your mind again
Is back to sanity
Goodbye, old friend, here's to the end
***** all your vanity
149 · Mar 2021
Alternative
Marisa Lu Makil Mar 2021
We are all
So in love
With destroying ourselves
149 · Jan 2018
Tomorrow's Forever {Haiku}
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2018
In hopes of one day
Loving more we will treasure
The moments we had
148 · Mar 2024
Even Tide
Marisa Lu Makil Mar 2024
I don't believe we come from the ocean
But I do believe that there is a reason
We are so made up of water
And I believe that the same Person who made the tides
Put the same things in our veins
Our hearts long for the ocean
Because it is inside of us
And it longs to return to its home.
Some famous author said that we come from the ocean. I don't believe that's true, but I do believe that there's a reason why we are so drawn to the tide - a reason why we have such a fascination with stories of pirates and vikings.  It's because they have lived the lives that something inside us aches to live. A life where all water returns to its source.
148 · Jul 2017
Something I Heard
Marisa Lu Makil Jul 2017
If I can't catch you when you fall,
I can **** well make sure you land safely.
Marisa Lu Makil Mar 2019
I suppose your
Winter romance
With warm hugs
And long dinners
I guess it just
Wasn't meant to be
147 · Jun 2024
Be Brave
Marisa Lu Makil Jun 2024
Do it afraid
Do it scared
Do it with scars
And cuts and bruises
Do it with blood on your hands
Do it with tears running down your face
Do it with pain in your chest
Do it hyperventilating
Do it with unsteady steps
Do it angry
Do it sad
Do it holding someone's hand
Or do it alone
Do it with a scream
Or do it silent
Do it with your **** hands shaking
But do it.
Don't mistake fear for cowardice. And don't let that fear control you. Let it tell you "You are brave, and you can do this, even with your hands shaking."
147 · Sep 2022
Miss Me?
Marisa Lu Makil Sep 2022
We used to be much closer
Friends, just you and me
We'd hug and laugh, not knowing
That soon you'd choose to leave

I miss the laugh you had
The one not filled with spite
I miss when we'd play Jenga
Now all we do is fight

You borrowed drinks of hellfire
Before you even knew
You had changed your eyes to anger
Hazel looked so good on you

Now they flash red with fury
Whenever I dare speak
Dear sister, I am trying
To turn the other cheek

But both cheeks now are ragged
Torn, you've struck them both
In waters of your good graces
I'm fighting just to float

People ask if I miss you
I don't know what to say
I miss you oh so badly
But not the "you" this way

I miss the forest fairy
Who used to hold my hand
She wanted my approval
Now she's slipped away like sand

I don't know what to do now
How do I get her back?
Your skin is turning ashen
Your eyes are turning black

I miss my baby sister
I want her home again
But not when you're sinister
I dearly miss my friend

I fear that I have lost you
I cannot reach you now
You've fallen far too deep
Now both of us will drown.
I miss my baby sister. 2 years ago she was a completely different person. She was happy and always laughing, she was perfectly happy to help in any way, now she doesn't even thank me when I do things for ger in hopes of winning her back. She's become closer with some friends who are influencing her in a bad way, and now she's just angry, especially at me,  she turns everything into an argument, she doesn't eat hardly anything, it's like she's wasting away right in front of me. I prayed for a baby sister for 5 years when I was a kid. We've had our rough patches, but we've always made up. I still remember the day she was born, going to see her and my mom in the hospital with my grandma. I'm clinging desperately to hope that the same sweet baby sister I prayed for is in there somewhere, and that when she's ready, she will come out, and we can go back. I've always wanted a sister to be best friends with. Now I wonder if she even loves me anymore.
146 · Nov 2022
Coliseum
Marisa Lu Makil Nov 2022
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
How
Long
Until
These
Trials
Are
Over?
It's been a long day, full of good friends and good memories. Why do I still feel this way?
146 · Jan 2023
Unteathered
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2023
It's happening again.
Maybe I'm just tired
Maybe still broken
Or maybe I can't seem to get you off my mind
144 · Oct 2017
Untitled 39
Marisa Lu Makil Oct 2017
All I need
Is someone
Who understands
Why I ask if they hate me.
Marisa Lu Makil Nov 2019
Sometimes I want to forget you
I want to forget all the pictures we took
All the adventures we went on
Braving the cold
When no one else would
I want to forget
Laughing with you
So hard it hurt
On car rides to nowhere
I want to forget
Going hiking
And getting coffee
Sometimes I want to forget
That you were ever in my life
And imagine that all we were
Was passing strangers
On a busy street
But then... And now
With tearful eyes
I remember how full of each other we were
I remember the joy we had
Bundled up on Sundays
When we refused to turn on the heater
Because we'd rather buy Take-out
Than pay the electric bill
I remember all the memories we made
With such naivety
That all that happiness would last forever
I want to freeze us in that frame
And pretend it never fell apart
I want to forget the icy cold
That is between us now
And I want to forget I ever knew you
It's cold, I'm tired, I'm awake... And even though I know that the way things are is better, I wish we were better together.
143 · Mar 2024
Shaking
Marisa Lu Makil Mar 2024
I'm shaking again
The words in my head follow down through my skin
My head starts to spin
I'm haunted by things I don't want to let in

I hate to remember
I hate thinking back on what burns me like embers
I can't even speak
I can't make my lips tell others why I'm weak

The words won't come out
Trapped beneath skin where they echo and shout
The tears broke me through
They run hot and steady, leave shame in their lieu

My breathing is heavy
Thinking of past things makes my heart unsteady
I'm going to die
And I'll pass on while still not knowing why

They're just words to say
But more- they course through me insistent to stay
Someone hold me
But don't touch me please, I'm afraid you will see

Please squeeze me tightly
Remind me that nightmares are not only nightly
But stay far away
Don't take a step closer or I'll break again

I'm torn between thoughts
Remem'bring what happened and what did not
So help me, I'm screaming
Somebody tell me that I'm only dreaming

And please take my life
I already live on the edge of a knife
And when I am gone
Perhaps after death I can fin'lly move on.
My hands shake, so does my heart. I can see in my head pictures of what happened like I watched it happen to myself. Everything goes foggy and muffled, there is nothing but me and the frightful memories. I hate that so many things remind me of what happened. I hate that I can't even say the name of what happened. Tears come, burning in my eyes along with the pain and shame. I start to hyperventilate, then wonder if I'm going to die from feeling all of this, wonder if maybe that wouldn't be so bad. I want to be held, but I don't want anyone to touch me. The thought of someone's hands on my skin makes me nauseous. I know what could have happened, but I also know what SHOULD have happened, and more than that I know what DID happen. And oh my soul, why can't I think of it or speak of it without trembling? For anyone who is reading this, does that ever go away? I want to shed the chains of what happened, I want to claim the words that have such control over me right now, and most of all I want to forget. I want to forget everything. My gosh I want to forget everything that ever happened.
143 · Aug 2018
Untitled 46
Marisa Lu Makil Aug 2018
Even the waves break on the sand
143 · Dec 2022
Jesus, precious Jesus
Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2022
I have felt the hardships
I have been in joy

I have known pain
And I have known healing

I've felt His presence
And I've strayed from His path

So I fell on my knees
And I lifted my hands

And I've come to see
I've felt within me

That I can feel sorrow
I can feel pain

I can walk a hard path
Or trod on even ground

But come what may
It all means nothing

If I do not feel His presence
I am lacking my life source

I would gladly feel pain
Both physical and emotional

I would happily feel sorrow
And strain in this earthly body

I would give all I have
To simply feel His presence

I asked Him to come to me
And He has come

I long for trials
And I hunger for hardships

For it is in my darkest moments
That I feel Him most deeply

So take my freedom
Take my life

Take my money
And all my earthly possessions

And give me Jesus.
The spirit is here within me, and praise the Lord. For His presence is sweeter than any earthly kiss, more stimulating than any drug, more blindingly wonderful than any drunken stupor, and more exhilarating than any riches I could possess. All Glory Be to Christ.
142 · Oct 2018
Two In One
Marisa Lu Makil Oct 2018
I am a psychopath
Born of hatred
And loneliness
I am bred of sadness
Soaked in anxiety
Wrapped in a deep sadness
That no one knows
I am broken
Never to be whole

But I am on a high
Of gladness
A sweet glory inside
That answers to the call
Of a great survivor
And savior
It beckons me to a warm embrace
Whispering comfort
And smothering me in love

But then
I am alone
And lost on my own
And this frigid cold
Embraces my every action
I can't think
Can't speak
Can't feel
And God
What I would give
Just to feel something
That is not
This
This fragile existiance
That never seems to let me go
I am falling
Falling
Falling in the dark
And ******
I don't know if I will ever
Stop
Falling.
142 · Jan 2018
Look Again
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2018
There will always be a darker sin
But there will always be a deeper love
142 · Jul 2017
Monsters
Marisa Lu Makil Jul 2017
Do not fear the monsters, child
Underneath your bed
The real monsters-they walk about
And live inside your head.
Based on something I read that said "There's no such thing as monsters, only humans."
142 · Dec 2018
Skin deep
Marisa Lu Makil Dec 2018
If there is one thing
That I have learned
From my lack of health
It is that
I am more than my illness
I am more than my headaches
Or the room spinning around me
More than my unsteady steps
And crippling anxiety
I am more than all the noise
That echoes in my ears
And I am more than all the pain
I've felt for all these years
I am more than aching backs
And needles in my feet
I am more than dizziness
And more than lack of sleep
I am more than lights to bright
They hurt my eyes and head
I am more than wakefullness
When I go to bed
I am more than doctors
And medicines and pain
I am still someone inside
There's more that I contain
141 · Apr 2015
Untitled 7
Marisa Lu Makil Apr 2015
The clouds feel so near
And the sky seems so far
There in the distance
I see the first star
141 · Aug 2019
Now and Later
Marisa Lu Makil Aug 2019
Trust
That He will give you
Great blessings
In His own time.
Waiting on blessings is hard, but it's worth it. I need that reminder more than anyone.
140 · Jan 2019
Untitled 50
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2019
May our eyes never become so clouded by the world that we can no longer see the beauty of creation
140 · Jun 2021
Life Goes On
Marisa Lu Makil Jun 2021
It hurts less to watch him fall in love with someone else
Than for us to live
Solitary
knowing that what we both want
Is something we can never have
139 · Jan 2018
Comfort
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2018
And at night
When the demons come a-calling
And the devil comes a-screaming
In my ear,
There is nowhere to turn
But the arms of a Savior
Who's loving arms
Are always near
137 · Jan 2018
Wanderlust
Marisa Lu Makil Jan 2018
I have felt the pull of mountains
And the rush of roaring seas
Yes, I have tasted freedom
And it's where I long to be
It kind of hit me the other day that a year ago, I was considering moving to WA state. I miss the cold mist and green pines of the mountains, and all the life in the silence of solitude.
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