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Mary Alexander Mar 2015
Why was I obsessed over you?
You hurt me, and that's the only thing that's true.
So now, I transform my sadness.
I'm sorry about your troubles.
They will drive you to madness.
But now I won't be sad,
Wounded,
Insecure.
I HATE you.
My anger at all the things that you do.
And now I couldn't care less
Because my sadness has been transformed.
I am fearless.
Just...yeah.
Mary Alexander Feb 2015
We aren't children anymore.
Open your eyes.
There's army rising up.
Open your eyes.
Our generation can fight the dark.  
It will flee in sight of our light.
Open your eyes.
In light of this current world.
Mary Alexander Jan 2015
There once was a girl
Who saw the world
In a completely different way.
Then she met a boy
Who gave her so much joy
That she could throw all the pain away.
The boy came
And told her she was his light.
She knew he would play the game.
And though he tried with all his might,
He threw the girl away.
She cried
And cried.
Until she died
Then he, alone would say,
"I'll never forget her..
No. Not at all.
The girl I threw away. "
Mary Alexander Jan 2015
But I tried to tell him he was a star
He IS a star.
A dying star
In need of a shock wave of air.
I could be that air.
I keep saying that,
But it's a lie.
For he's a grenade.
Destroying everything in his path.
  Nov 2014 Mary Alexander
Love
You see
A person only truly falls in love
Once in their life time
And once that time is used up
There is no more.
You can lie to yourself
And to others
But if you were truly in love with them
That love cannot be undone.
I am in love.
A love that won't go away
With my best friend.
I fell off
The bridge of love
And into the waters
Where he followed
But his love came with strings attached
A bungee
And he jumped back up
And left me sitting there in the waters
While he's up on the bridge
Calling me up there
While I'm wishing him down here
And I have no bungee.
It's a mess.
Mary Alexander Nov 2014
There is a soft cry from the room.
in the center stands a girl.
Challenged.
11 at most
who is drowning in sheets of unnecessary stress, pain, and helplessness.
They call it  
education.
In my future, I am planning to teach children with special needs. One thing that I hate the most about the current situation is how cast aside these individuals are.
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