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Meg Thompson Oct 2023
Fall in love with someone who makes you smile every morning, with either breakfast in bed or a sweet good morning text.
Fall in love with someone who makes you feel confident, protected and secure; someone who isn’t afraid to stand up for you, who isn’t afraid to hurt other people’s feelings in order to protect yours.
Fall in love with their soul, what broke their heart, their past, their goals, ambitions, dreams.
Fall in love with someone who makes your heart skip a beat, who lights a spark in you, someone who makes you feel as though you could fly.
Fall in love with their darkness. Do their demons play with yours? Do your souls dance in the night? Can they intertwine in only a dance to a song no one else can hear?
Fall in love with their eyes, the way their laugh makes you melt and their happiness fills you with joy. The little moments together, the laughs and the cuddling, running fingers through their hair, laughing together in the shower.
Fall in love, because once you do, you’re changed forever.
Chris
Meg Thompson Sep 2023
Give your tears to the ocean below.
Jump off a cliff, swing into your tears; splashing in the sunset standing in awe the beauty of the sky.
Come away with me, we are safe here, my darling. Dance under the moon with me, kiss me under the stars. You dance with me in the rain, you spin me around, your lips touching mine.
For you’re my sun, moon and stars.
Come away with me, my love.
Meg Thompson Sep 2023
Walking through a forest,
I'm stepping onto this dirt and tree branches.
I hear a sound I look around.
What is happening to me?
These forest walls are spinning.
I know forests' don't have walls.
But I find myself out of the forest and into a dream.
Why are they doing CPR on me?
Why am I screaming?
But my voice fades and I’m looking at you.
And wanting you to save me, as my health starts to fade.
I'm in a hospital bed.
I have tried so many times, the pain would eat me.
Like they loved me, like they tried to grab me.
My insides were sliced open.
Violins playing, screeching.
“Don't let me die without you.” I scream.
While these demons try to drag me down under with them.
Past lives, like Indians around a fire.
I'll explode, I'll retire.
My body giving out, just catch me; It'll be fine.
Don't let them bury me down under;
What if I wake up and I can't stop breathing?
What if I scream and can't claw my way out in this coffin?
My darkened soul, eating me alive.
I know I'm evil.
She told me before.
Drowning out my sorrows, imagine your smile.
Do you think the crows will stay away for a while.
The man in the cemetery;
The priest; and the boat.
You know these kind of things, they never sugar coat.
So drown this type of pity.
Falling in blue night skies.
These drugs making me fall deeper in a trance.
So I lie there imagining you in your khaki pants.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Be-beep.
I wake up.
There you are.
Hospital walls.
Your hand.
My hand.
There you are;
With your hand in mine,
This whole time.
Meg Thompson Sep 2023
It’s cold outside in the weather tonight.
I’m out of my self and the fear inside
Will take over, over my flesh.
I don’t know how long it will be til’ I have nothing left.
I fall asleep, I wake, I dream;
Until there will be another peace;
Until my soul will fall at ease
I sleep, I wake, for you I long my soul to take.
For this man has pleasured my hauntings.
And until dawn I will stay awake
For you I long “TAKE IT.”

Fall asleep my darling and close your eyes.
As I turn off the lights, sleep deeply
For I shall invade your dreams, as you did mine.

For these hauntings are real, and did you feel anything?
As I slept, I had awoken with a simple haunting.

It wasn’t me, it was you
Now you must come and “FACE YOUR DOOM.”
As a microphone, and a man’s deep voice
Loud and rusty, trust me.
This is what you’ve been wanting, “FEAR ME.”

You have done what you’ve decided, now watch.
Remmy, boy what have you done?
Have you taken my life, and watched it fall to pieces?

Take my hand, we’ll travel the moon
And hopefully we’ll get there soon.

Dark alleys, cold valleys,
With mud dirt and snow.
Your body I drag, as flashes turn to slashes in my mind.

I just sit, pause and cry, your body it waits,
for its meaningless escape.

I see your head, from toe to face.
As I long for rest, I lie on your chest
You hold my hand, and you died in my arms
And you could have guessed, I did love him so
But the heart problem, I may have caused him
I just need you to know, I did not grow up,
I stayed the same and for that, I am the one to blame.
That boy his funeral, a quarter til’ ten
And there he lay in a coffin, his death was my fault.
So as they enter him into the ground, I cry and sob without a sound.

I miss him dearly and reminisce
How I lied there still, on his chest.
With his red shirt on, and his dark blue jeans, is it what it seems
Its just like, Romeo and Juliet and here comes the best part yet.

So I lay in my bedroom, quiet as a mouse
And I didn’t make a peep in this empty house.
I have nothing left, as my blood drips,
From the bedpost to the floor, I cry and sob no more.

There lay my body, right beside his, and a quarter til’ ten
The funeral was mine, they throw in their pennies, and their dimes.
Into the fountain,the pit the coins lay.
And they missed us on that day.

He took my hand,and we danced around the trees
Remmy and I, we lie under sunsets and shadows of trees, an outlined shape of Remmy,
And one of me and some days we’d pull the leaves right off of trees,
Because here it was winter, spring, fall and summer.
There were different rooms and different season,
For Remmy and I to be pleased in.

So, this pond we had, right by the trees,
In this room the bees didn’t sting,
I ran from Remmy, as he chased me,books fell from the sky they were history.
As the sun went down, when we held each other as we fell asleep
We slept, we dreamed.
And that was the day the scars fell off my face.

The day the scars fell off of my face, we loved more and we changed.
The love we had, just wouldn’t go away
As on earth, the anger would take hold of me
My insides would burst out and **** me,
My veins would bleed out my insides.
And sometimes I would try and try, but the stress built up
And as you died in my arms
Maybe this was, why I was alarmed.
So I take this noose,and i hang as I try.
Remmy holds my hand, and watches me as I fly.
Meg Thompson Sep 2023
I fell.
I fell deep in the ocean.
The waves carried me.
Further and further down.
I wanted to scream.
But the water fell through my throat.
So I couldn't scream, I couldn't breathe.
So,
As I began to dream.
I dreamt of swimming to shore;
That's what I did.
But I wasn't really inside the belly of the ocean.
I was here with you.
Inside,
An empty house,
Alone.
But you followed me that day, throughout the pain;
Throughout the grey.
I saw it.
I was still drowning but saw it clearly.
A house by a tree;
Apples on the ground.
But the sun had faded,
Faded, faded, faded to grey.
You kept your distance,
But I had to sit by that tree.
And eat an apple, just to see.
The sky turned black.
Because of the night.
The sky turned grey, because of the white.
The white and black TV that would lay in the house.
Purple curtains;
A dead mouse.
A creaking floor.
Shutters white.
I fell asleep on that sofa late during the night.
You whispered my name.
You followed me in my dreams.
But you know, nothing is ever what it seems.
You watched me sleep.
Again I heard my name.
But still I slept until the light of the day.
But you still sat there;
Watching me lie.
Hidden in the shadows of the house you were.

I stayed in the house; I ate from the tree.
But yet, you still followed me.
Do you still love me?
Or is this a dream?
I thought I saw you.
Somewhere,
In my dreams,
Outside the house,
By the tree.
Meg Thompson Sep 2023
I find myself walking, wondering where I am.
It feels like a dream, the road is a distant feeling on my shoes.
Tiny little rocks that make me trip over myself.

The grass isn't green.
It's black.
Everywhere I turn the colors are black, or they are white.
So I keep walking.

I don't see anyone.
I don't hear any birds and I don't see any cars.
I find myself questioning if this is all a dream.
But then I see him.
It, whatever it is.
A man in a suit, a hooded figure.
He looks down, staring.
I don't know who he is and I wonder why he is the only one around.

He looks up at me as I walk closer.
I start to hear the sounds, like I'm at a carnival.
My heart skips beats, and not the way you'd want it to.
He stares into my eyes, and his eyes are grey.
But his body just black, darkness.

He puts his hands on my shoulders, and looks into me, just searching.
He buries his hand into my chest and rips out my heart.
I lie there lifeless.
He throws my heart into himself.
He picks me up and drags me with one arm.
He walks and there I am, nothing.
He walks for miles and miles until we reach our destination.
He throws me on the pile of bodies, and then I realize, I'm dead.
I'm dead on a pile of the rest of the world.
Meg Thompson Sep 2023
Here I am in an empty room.
Cement floor, staring at you.
It isn't really you, just a television screen.
Is this all real or just a dream?
White screen, a fuzzy white screen,
Staring at you, staring at me.
Television as a face, on top of your body.
I stare at you, as you stare at me.

The walls start to melt.
The floor begins to shake.
Feels like an earthquake.
There's nothing to grab, grass grows under my feet.
It changes into the woods, the forest is where we meet.

I stare at you, as you stare at me.
Your body and your face a television screen.
Nobody's talking but then I see, on this white screen, showing all our memories.
Hide me into you, take me where you go.
Let's climb this tree right here, your hold on me, you won't let me.

White screens everywhere, they fall from the sky.
This is just a mindset, birds they fly.
They start to fall as their screams shake the dirt.
Nothing is what it seems, my heart starts to hurt.
I fall to my knees.
My body turns white.
Snow begins to fall.
Blood from my eyes.

I can't stare at you, but you can stare at me.

I wake up in a hospital bed.
This was all a dream.
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