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Meghan Marie Aug 2010
Ridiculous stumbles
of rooster squawks
and child shouts.

Pink, white, or green,
sweet and sticky,
dripping down
sister fingers
to the ground.

The soft humming of a motor
at a standstill in the night.

Smooth,
cold,
dark,
exciting,
wet bare skin and hushed laughter.

Exclamations of exhilaration
scream farewell to fears.

See our feet fly up
to greet the stars.

Pitter-patter drops
beating a rhythm
to a soft "Beyond the Sea" sway...

A sad loss,
moving on,
leaving behind.

Invulnerability
in a flash
of mortality.
Meghan Marie Jan 2011
I know sometimes I may seem quiet,
Possibly pensive, probably depressed,
Then other days I'm bat-**** crazy,
All frustrated and stressed,
In the blink of an eye, happy-go-lucky
Can become angered and upset,
But when the time comes to go to sleep,
Even after the most horrific day,
I'll look to my side, see your face, and the rest won't matter,
Because as long as I've got you, I'll be okay.
Meghan Marie Mar 2011
When we're apart, I miss you more
Than you could possibly believe,
But, then again, I suppose
You would probably disagree.

I think of you so often,
If I were to make a line plot of my mind,
Your name would spring up more often
Than every other thought combined.

I love you unlike I've ever known,
And more with every passing day.
If I smile at you for no apparent reason,
That's what I'm thinking, though I might not say.

I want to hold you close and never let go,
Take away your pain, wipe away your tears,
Just as you bring out the lover in me,
And quell my past-founded fears.

For the first time, I'd rather not sleep alone,
I wake to your heartbeat, in rhythm with mine.
My dreams have become the most beautiful things,
as I drift away next to you, our fingers entwined.

I want most for you to be with me always,
I can't imagine my pain, were we to part,
If in the future we somehow drift away,
I make a promise to you, it'll surely break my heart.
Meghan Marie Aug 2010
They don't understand you.

(You don't understand me.)

Whispers in my ear,
Whispers on the street.

I do my best not to believe.

It's hard to act
like I don't see,
like I don't hear,
like I don't know.
Meghan Marie Mar 2011
I'm locked inside my head;
A prison of my own design.
Holding myself ransom,
Somehow, I've only started to mind.

These bars I've fashioned around myself,
Held me close, protected me.
But I feel like now I'm missing something,
And in order to find it I have to break free.

I'm screaming inside, I'm tired of hiding,
I know there's a key that belongs to someone,
If you can hear me, please, use it! Let me out!
It's so lonely in here all alone...

On the other hand, I must have done something very wrong,
To have been placed in a prison where the bars are so strong...
Meghan Marie Mar 2011
Without you, I don't make any sense;

Like macaroni noodles without cheese,
or Tweedledum without Tweedledee,
Like Abbott without Costello,
or a lemon that isn't yellow,
Like Chip without Dale,
or a ship with no sails,
Like Rocky without Bullwinkle,
or Simon without Garfunkel,
Like Yin without Yang,
or Zig without Zag,
Likeasentencewithoutspaces,
I'd be lost without your embraces.
Meghan Marie Apr 2011
It's unwise,
My eyes
Reveal that which I should try
To disguise.

Not easily upset
Before we met,
Now every woman has become
A potential threat.

I refuse to share
My breath, my air,
It may be selfish, but honestly
I don't care.

The bottom line,
It's sublime
To feel your heated body
In rhythm with mine.

I'll never be untrue,
No one else would do,
Tell me you'll always feel the same;
I'm in love with you.

Ten lines
Describe
Your accomplishments,
You shine.

One lazy line
Is all that's mine,
Will that be enough to
keep you mine?
Meghan Marie Aug 2010
She was trying so hard just to keep them together,
It was taking all his strength not to fall apart,
He was trying to remember why he shouldn’t just forget about her,
She was fighting all the reasons why she wanted them to work it out

Cried herself to sleep about the words she couldn’t say aloud,
Couldn’t decide why if she meant it they wouldn’t come out,
Wondering if it would even have made a difference,
He probably knew anyways, long before she ever did

He watched as his words tore the heart from her chest,
Didn’t know what to do as the pain rolled down his cheek,
Delivering every line perfectly,
"Things just aren’t the way they used to be"

Promising, "you’re still so important to me,"
Her response is lost as the audience applauds,
She’s left standing with a gaping hole and a memory,
He walks away with her heart, his freedom, and a song

He cant be himself when he doesn’t know who he is,
She doesn’t recognize herself, but at least she had him,
Now they’re both alone with no hand to hold,
Walking on their own, identity remaining unknown
Meghan Marie Jan 2011
If the purpose of a song
is to make you feel
as if it were written about you,
then well done.

The melody dragged me down,
just as the words,
so finite and absurd,
in my muddled head spun.

Reiterate my helplessness.
There's no turning back,
fallen, broken, and right on track,
or so the band attests.

Nothing will ever be the same.
Nothing you can say
can make this pain dissipate
until I drain the last drop of blood from my veins.

All shriveled and pathetic,
dying for love unrequited,
how foolish and shortsighted.
How somewhat fitting. How poetic.

A handful of pills and a bottle of wine.
I'll leave the record spinning
so you'll know exactly what I was thinking
as I cried for the last time...
Meghan Marie Aug 2010
Ran into you
In the middle of a crowded room
And your eyes
Looked right through me
As you stood
In the middle of a crowded room

Spoke with you
In the middle of a crowded room
And I knew
What I’d been looking for
I’d found in you
In the middle of a crowded room

Why can’t this room be empty
But for these feelings exploding inside me
You and I
Side by side
Could watch the fireworks display
If they weren’t trapped inside my mind

Fell in love with you
In the middle of a crowded room
And I’m hoping
That you will let me know
You love me too
In the middle of this crowded room

Finally the room was empty
And then our souls met like fire
They collided
Coincided
Once again a whole instead of halves
I wish this wasn’t just a dream I have
Meghan Marie Aug 2010
Crying in a corner
about my life I can't control,
I'm sitting in the driver's seat
but my hands aren’t on the wheel,
I'm climbing out the window,
but the passengers don’t know

my chipped black nails
remind me I'm falling apart,
but nobody sees the broken remnants
of my shattered heart,
so I’ll keep pretending I'm just fine,
besides they’d all forget in time

I haven’t drank enough but
one more sip falls to the floor,
Rooms of almost strangers
ignore each others' *****,
Her eyes are focused elsewhere,
I guess this shows how much she cares

Nearing the breaking point
I'm rescued by someone,
I leave softly humming
that Edward Sharpe song,
Home’s wherever I'm with you,
I’ll be whatever you want me to
Meghan Marie Aug 2010
I'd love to flirt/charm/be proactive,
I find you sweet/funny/attractive,
You're far too absent/distant/out of sight,
I wish you'd come over/call me/write...
Meghan Marie Mar 2011
She rolls a joint on an old DVD
Balancing the smooth plastic on her knees
She always wraps it so daintily
And when she’s done she looks up at me

She says, “Hey, you wanna smoke?”
I say of course, I’ll never turn down a ****
She lights it up with such a splendid grace,
Spillin’ ash all over the place

The smoke billows around her pretty nose
And into her nostrils I suppose
Two braids hang below her ears
Smells like **** and licorice whenever she’s near
Written with Kayla McCormick, for our musical project; Peach Pommes
Meghan Marie Mar 2011
I want your advice, I want your obstinate,
I want your headstrong self-confident,
I want your fingers, I want your hands,
I want your bare-skinned body in the sand,
I want your voice, I want your touch,
I want you gentle and I want you rough,
I want your laughter, I want your smile,
I want you happy, moody, or wild,
I want your embrace, I want your kiss,
I want to feel appreciated, cared for, missed,
I want you quiet, I want your trust,
I want your understanding, I want your lust,
I want your affection, I want your time,
I want to be yours and for you to be mine
Meghan Marie Mar 2011
You can try
and apologize
But you’re not superman
and you can’t
turn back time
So, baby, don’t try

How odd, to recoil from the touch of your hand
I forgive you but I don’t think you’ll ever quite understand
That feeling when everything is finally going right
And suddenly you’re fighting yourself for your life

I tried to run away down roads that went nowhere
Dead end streets dripping with deadpan humor
I’d hoped the ice and snow might numb me first
But still my frostbitten heart hurt the worst

Slowly you had me opening up to you
Falling head over heels and out of the blue
Thanks for pretending my text didn’t make sense
But I know you knew I’d do it, before I know I ever did

I’d tried to get it across many times before
But I always came off as drunk and nothing more
I swear to you it wasn’t just the champagne talking
It’s what I mean when I say you’ll understand when I say that something

When it comes to love I admit I’m rusty
You say, “I don’t understand why you can’t trust me”
It’s hard when I still cry myself to sleep
Remembering how much it hurt to have you say those words to me

You can try
and apologize
But you’re not superman
and you can’t
turn back time
So, baby, don’t try
Revised Version of Forgive, Never Forget

Re-Written with Kayla McCormick, for our musical project; Peach Pommes

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