Melody Claire

Oct 2015

Nicole Dawn

When I Look at my Friends

It's gonna hurt when you leave

My thoughts when I'm with friends

#sad

Melody Claire Sep 2015

The Little Things

I don't love life. Just the little things.
I mean it's okay, but I still cannot dilute the bitterness I feel towards life.
I can only keep my head down and smile at my shadow on the sidewalk telling me tomorrow is near.
I can only glide my fingertips along the brick walls that are collecting dust.
And through the window, I'll enjoy the shiny cars that pass me by.
Unaware that I exist.
I'm sorry for the times that the bitterness seeps through
But if I dropped dead tonight.
I know I'd miss the little things.

Melody Claire Sep 2015

Destroy What Destroys You

They say to destroy what destroys you, well I'm doing a pretty good job of destroying myself.

Melody Claire Sep 2015

Nobody Would Blame You

Such a perfect guy
got stuck with the broken girl.
How could you stay around for someone who
spits rage and sings sorrow?
How could you believe in someone who
doesn't even believe in herself?
I'm betting on the day you give up on her.
They all do.
There.Is.Something.Wrong.With.Her.
More than one thing as a matter of fact.
I think you can see that now.
The funny thing is, you didn't even ask for this.
And now you're stuck.
Can you see the pieces missing?
You don't have to fix her you know.
I think she's beyond reach.
Nobody would blame you

I'm sorry

#broken #perfect #stuck

Melody Claire Sep 2015

Exhale

There was no specific moment, I feel.
I've always felt it
because whenever you were around, everything felt okay; it felt like I could breathe
Whenever I seen you, I could exhale all that I had been hiding away,
all the troubles muffled by bones in my chest were softened to nothing more than a bad dream.
It was the calm before the storm that began in my heart.
The storm that washed away these cobwebs and left a clear canvas.
There was no specific moment.
I feel I've always loved you.

Melody Claire Sep 2015

Too Late

Maybe you will always be home to me
and I will always run until my lungs are begging for me to stop
and my throat is a straw.
Maybe I'll become homesick and when I stumble back
You'll be gone

Melody Claire Aug 2015

Here You Are

For a while, life was like having a fever in the summer.
And as much as I tried to understand, I couldn't.
As much as I tried to get past the haze around my heart
I could not feel a **** thing except the guilt of not feeling a **** thing.
There you were with your past all crumbled into a space where nobody could see.
There you were with eyes that have seen more than they should.
There you were smiling like nothing was wrong
Looking at you was like looking at the sky and realizing that it's not that bad.
And every time I look at you, I feel something.
I feel
Here you are and I can't even begin to explain how much you mean to me.

#thanks