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Mercy B Nov 2014
Me
I am me

The only me I can  be

If you just  open your  eyes

Then perhaps maybe you would **see
Thank you Jeanie fore being my Bi polar buddy and ythe inspiration behind this poem
Mercy B Nov 2014
Mercie B
Apr 19, 2013      Apr 22, 2013
Silence
It has been well over a year since I posted this and yet these words haunt me now more than ever


*Silence echoing all around
Pounds like thunder it's painful hush engulfs me
mocks me with its presence everywhere but inside my head.

    The same stillness where most  find solace
In my case lets all the noise of my mind assult me
For this reason silence is what I dread.

The  intensity of my memories rob me of my todays
They steal away my time and space
Then with no particular purpous they collide.

   I need a distraction from my thoughts
To escape their overwhelming annoyance  and keep them contained
The relief I seek only volume can provide.

  Silence is not always golden
I find no tranquility in its midst
Stillness please don't linger  then my memories will invade me.

   An escape from a self constructed prision
Full of my own thoughts is all I desire
Silence please don't ignore the screaming of my plea
My words are the only release I have and at the same time i feel them condeming me
Mercy B Nov 2014
I've become a master in cloaking my sadness,at least thru my eyes, that's how it seams

A mirage of happiness trapped in nightmare, lost in a world filled with impossible dreams
Mercy B Nov 2014
I have never been this broken
so there is nothing left to hide

Fighting demons in a war
but to their rules I must abide.
Struggling to find myself again
Mercy B Nov 2014
I am nobody
Who are you
Are you nobody too

They can't see me
Hidden in plain view
Lookin at me but right thru
#mercieb
Mercy B Oct 2014
Absolute**
untamed lust.

Binding
souls into one .

Captivating
my very essence
Mercy B Oct 2014
I am

The perfect blend of light Carmel vanilla mocha skin


A crazy beautiful monumental disaster locked within.

I am

The creation of good and evil, their secrets bound to keep.


An ever flowing combination of joy and despair and this is why I weep
Multiracial, mixed and happy
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