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Today
You asked me if I ever
Regretted
Any of the lame,
Crazy stuff that we did

I looked at me
I looked at you
Peering behind
Your concrete walls
And told you

That I
Am not one for regrets,
Don't dwell
On the shattered remains of

What could have been
What should have been
What would have been

That I
Meant every word I said
Meant every word silence uttered
Loved you before my words
Ever ignited a spark in
Your ice cold heart

That you,
Were worth it,
Worth it all

That we,
Were draped with gasoline
We burned like veldfires
Turning everything we
Touched to ash
That they had to call
The fire department

That
The kiss that haunts me
Day and night
The urge to embrace you
Every minute of the hour
The crave for your fiery skin
That burns my fingertips
Each time I caress you
That the hole you left
The scars that are written
On my heart
And each tear I shed
Doesn't compound to regret

You were worth it,
Worth it all
And I lied
I never should have said 'Hello'
Never should have
Let my eyes turn back
Never should have
Let you come back
I should have rejected you
Should have never loved you
I hate you
You pitted me against myself
Watched me destroy myself
You turned me into
Everything I didn't want
To be
An insecure little girl
A whiny female
An emotional wreck
I was fine with being
All of that on my own
People will believe
What they want to
Believe.
          It is not up to Us
To decide whether their
Beliefs
Are fact or fiction.
          So don't waste
Your time
Worrying about what
Other People's
Judgement and Concerns
May be.
          Because in the end,
    You're only left
With
     Yourself.
Out of Liquor
and out of time.
It's 2 AM on
someday
thats not a
saturday.

Outside my window
racoons climb through
the fig tree feasting
like untamed
royalty on
the heavy hanging
fruit.

I rifle through
the cabinets
in search of a
bottle.
The cabinets are
bare and I know
this,
but the madness
says there's more.

There's a deep
red stain on
the scuffed and
peeling linoleum floor.
It's as red as
that flapping flag
of anarchy.
It's blood and
I know it
but I choose to
ignore it.

The bars have
all closed and I can
hear my neighbor
has brought the
party home
next door.

I despise the sun
but times like
these I beg the
Gods for it's
arrival.
For with the
awakening of
another day
brings the opening of the
liquor store
and my continuance
in the way of the
hardened soul.

My mornings began
just as empty as
my bottles
from the night before
and I see no
real reason to
stop it all
now.
 Feb 2014 Maytin Paige
Earthchild
"Why did you paint your walls white?"

"Because its my future, a fresh start, a second chance."
Just short
With His Lips,
He Cast A Curse Upon My Own
Yep, It's Getting To Be That Time Of Year Again
It Is When I Think Of Summer,
You Find Your Way Inside My Mind,
It Is When I Think Of Soft Rain,
I Remember Your Sweet Blue Eyes,
It Is When I Think Of The Sun,
It Is When I See The Stars,
It Is When I Hear Birds Singing,
I Remember I Still Love You
I Still Love You.


Happy Valentines Day.
I wonder if you ever remember the nights
where all I did was listen to you breathe
and no nightmares came

I don't remember what it's like anymore
to feel at peace with a human, comfortable
because I want to cover myself in scars
so maybe I can finally toughen up
and get use to no one wanting
or loving me
We fell asleep like you fall in love
Slowly and then all at once
And I think in that moment
I did a little bit of both
I fell in love with the way you breathed
Too loud when you were
Between sleep and waking
I fell in love with the way
Your arms instinctively tightened
Whenever I twitched or moved
I fell in love with the way
Your heart beat thumped my back
In a comfortingly regular pace
I fell in love with the sound of
A movie playing on your TV
While we confused ourselves
With whose lips were whose
I fell in love with
Your hands on the skin
Of my stomach and back
Trying to pull me impossibly close
I fell in love with the way
We made pizza rolls and sugar cookies
And ate them on the floor of your kitchen
I fell in love with the way
You stroked my head when I tired
And I fell in love with the way
You walked me up to my door
And kissed the tip of my nose goodbye
Before brushing my lips
I think I fell a little bit
In Love
With you
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