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 Jul 2014 Mary
mvssbecvming
Tell Me
 Jul 2014 Mary
mvssbecvming
Hush, stay quiet for the air present now is far too sweet to speak into. At least, that's what you tell yourself when you're choking on poetic devices and stifling screaming kisses. You don't care too much, do you? At least that's what you care to believe even though the anxiety is causing you to throw up every last glance you shared with him in passing. And you palms are sweating out every last drop of why you ever thought this was love. "Tommorrow's a new day." you say even when you can't bear to go to sleep for fear of waking up in this same hell.  Realizing you've just missed out on another way out.  Have you lost you mind yet or is that another thing you won't believe? What is there to tell yourself now?
 Jul 2014 Mary
Emily
I'm numb
Been feeling this way for a while
Treated all my friends like garbage
And now I have none
I realize now I was treating everyone
The way I was allowing myself to be treated by someone else
I realize now that my mistake was ever doubting myself
And turning my back on the honest friends I did have
My mistake was believing in someone who kept hurting me
Over and over again
My mistake was the fact that I repeated myself
But expected different results
How stupid am I to have wasted all this time
When the answers to my questions were always in my heart and mind
I'll never doubt myself again
I'll never turn my back on those who try to protect me
I only hope I'll be forgiven
And I pray for the guidance I'll need
To never make this mistake again
© Emily 2014
 Jul 2014 Mary
Tryst
Dry River Bed
 Jul 2014 Mary
Tryst
Upon a lofty perch
Nestled warily
He waits

A gargoyle
Still as stone
Unflinching

Trained eyes
Gazing far below
Ever watchful

The forest swaying
Willows leaning
Over a dry river bed

A murmur
Among the trees
Awakens senses

The prey approaches
Flanked by willows
Unaware

Still he waits
Transfixed
Hidden

Swiftly swooping
Three sharp shrieks
Sing out

A lofty perch
Left with empty
Broken shells

Willows weeping
By a river
Flowing
 Jul 2014 Mary
mvssbecvming
Do you think I like being covered in tired skin?
truest thing I've written to the masses
 Jul 2014 Mary
Jalila Chehab
I spent so many nights after you were gone,
Talking to these ****** walls,
Telling them stories about you.
Telling them how your perfection can move them.
How your feelings can create waves in the oceans,
How your smile could place the stars in my sky..
" he said he loves me " i spoke to them. I saw them move in waves around me. I saw them shift into what could be eternity.
Trying to drown me into them.
Trying to take me away from all this.
" leave me be " i said with my eyes dropping blood on the sheets.
My feelings leaking out of them as if they were rusted, leaking out of them as if they were of no use.
What would i want with my eyes if they can't see you? And what would i want with my body if it dsnt touch yours.
I took my hand and raised it high. Placed it on the wall, i was ready to die.
I felt the force of it pull me in, i felt it deep from within.
I shut my eyes, i dried my tears, i prayed to god and spoke what i feared. Take me away, was my only wish. But then i recalled that i was away..
When i was with him, i was in another place.
I was in my own heaven with my own angel.
I was the worst of the best but he didn't mind it.
I was his happiness and his smiles.
I was never the sadness in his eyes.
I opened my eyes, and looked around.
Took those pills and threw them out.
I don't want happiness if its not you, i don't want a life where i'm not loving you.
I crawled to bed and imagined him there,
Right there in my arms as i gave his face a kiss.
As my hands went through his hair, as my arm went down to his chest. Bare.
His chest that rose.
Bare.
Skin to skin i could feel him.. This was real to me.
I then smiled, and fell asleep.
Cause i don't mind seeing him here, i dont mind seeing him in my dreams..
This is my portrait and this is my pain
This is the beat of the drum alongside an endless horizon
We can not be free until we can free ourselves
Leave this to me
In the end I will figure it out
 Jul 2014 Mary
Q
I want to hold you down
And tear the apathy from the marrow of your bones
I want to watch you shatter in my hands
And absorb your every scream, every shout, every moan.

I want to make you bleed
From every pore and every orifice
I want to glue you together
Then tear you apart bit-by-bit.

I want to love you straight to Hell
And hate you back up to Heaven
I want to hold you so tight that
Your bones will break, and you'll let them.

I want to take you to oblivion
And lose reality and existence beneath us
I want to betray you and hurt you
And spend eternity regaining your trust.
.
.
.
I want you to want me
In all the same insane ways I want you
I want you to want this, to want
The things I want to do.
Well ****.
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