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maybella snow Dec 2013
i trust you to
lay me down softly
and not ruffle up
any bad thoughts
let your breath
linger on my skin
and watch my ribs
slowly rise and fall
gently kiss my head
I know I can sleep
safely in your arms
climb into bed with me
adjust the sheets
find yourself comfortable
and hug me to you
let me rest my head
on your chest
and feel your heartbeat
i love you and
I trust you
with more than
my life
maybella snow Dec 2013
I think so
but everything clouds
I remember happy things
and wish to be a child again
so I assume I was a happy child
maybella snow Dec 2013
i miss the sound
of my fingers hitting the keys
and letting my soul pour out
the wall i put up
blocked my soul
from my head
maybe that is a good thing
but **** i miss that sound
maybella snow Dec 2013
charcoal pencils
scraped across blank paper
dark stains and smudges
unable to remove
maybella snow Dec 2013
hold your skeletal hand in mine
and lets venture into the world
darkness aside, encompass love
forgive and give, forget to get
what a strange adoration i hold for you
in the depths of darkness
yet find the light
lost in my soul
discover the height and weight
that made the tower of love
reserved for you
light it up, skeleton hands
hold me close, dark heart
maybe if you lost yourself in me
i'd find myself wondering
the maze of your mind.
razor-blade walls, sharp, deadly
don't lean on the walls baby
it'll cut your skin
i'd hate for that to happen
i don't want to hurt you
no matter how you've hurt me
i'd hate myself more if i hurt you
lost in years
you've hurt yourself more
don't make me something
that causes you pain baby

i may not be
the baby dolly
lifeless eyes
cold ceramic skin
but i am lifeless
in another way
and my skin is cold
holding together
our skeleton hands
i like this poem
maybella snow Dec 2013
and not see every sadness reflected in my eyes
to not see every mistake written on my skin
and not see every inch of fat and self hate
to not see every little mistake that I am

I wonder what it's like to look in a mirror
and not hate everything I see in the reflection
maybella snow Nov 2013
i hate that when i wake up my thoughts go to you
you're dead can this stop
please
i miss you
come back
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