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May 2023 · 749
Melissa Wessel May 2023
I stand at the shore of an ocean
vast, uncrossable waters
between me and my salvation
I could swim, but for how long?

how long before my limbs give out
my lungs searing in my chest
metal in my throat
salt in my mouth

so I stay on the shore
(metal in my throat
salt in my mouth)
feet on the ground
Jun 2013 · 465
Too happy for poetry
Melissa Wessel Jun 2013
Breath slows and hands curl
Eyes crease and warmth flows
Oct 2012 · 439
Going Nowhere
Melissa Wessel Oct 2012
Silently, years creep.
Suddenly I find myself
older, not wiser.
Aug 2010 · 554
My Other Half
Melissa Wessel Aug 2010
Stupid cliche, means nothing.
Means everything

When I kiss you,
I get it.
May 2010 · 754
Melissa Wessel May 2010
Connected via phone line,
I used to hear you.
Falling asleep.

Now you’re gone.

Didn’t think it was anything,
I mean who needs to be on the phone to sleep?

May 2010 · 1.9k
Start Over
Melissa Wessel May 2010
I'm not into sappy
love songs or online
requests to be mine
but you make me happy.

I will be leaving
and so will you
(unfortunate, but true).
We'll both be grieving.

I hope you see
that cubism dreams
will tear at the seams.
Just don't forget me.
May 2010 · 523
Melissa Wessel May 2010
I don't know why,
but when I'm high
I can't help my
urges to try
and find you.

You rubbed me in dirt;
I falsely assert
that it didn't hurt.
I still wear your shirt.
I miss you.

I don't know why,
I have tears in my eyes.
now that i'm high,
I think that I
may have loved you.

— The End —