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Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

To Be.

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

My name is Heaven

To Be.

As I stood here thinking
I realized the things I couldn't be
Taken by society's view
I'm stuck wondering
Who to believe?
Am I going to be happy
Am I pretty?
I can't fight the things that run through my mind
I'm alone and in love with the thought of being here
and why is that kind of love more important than loving myself
because I'm alone
and freeing myself is the key to being myself.
BEING MYSELF.
Who am I being, who am I becoming.
I fall with many and rise alone.
ALONE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY EVERYONE IS GONE
This love shouldn't be stuck
and ended because of the hatred
I see trying to stop myself from becoming the enemy.
I don't know how to breathe.
I cant see.
I cant feel
I cant hear. I cant be.
I'm still figuring out how life is suppose to work
but my scars have become the thing
I dread THE MOST.
They become a sign.
A sign of hurt.
Pain.
Disgust.
Truth.
They are my truth.
The writhing pain I felt as I realized he was untrue.
The pain I felt when I realize I'm alone
stuck in the middle of society.
BE YOURSELF.
You are perfect alone.
No one is perfect alone
because we are judged alone.
That girl reading her book.
She has a smile that could light up a dark night.
You'll never see.
Society makes us believe we are who
THEY say we need to be
but when will the time come
that I can just be me.
Be Free.

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Talks

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Emmy

Talks

Me: "It's amazing when you think about it. I know and I'm grateful that I got the chance to be me. I may hate myself feverishly sometimes but only because I feel so deeply and others don't and some may say that's being sensitive, it's not ya know? It's feeling without a mental block."
Her: "I LOVE YOU FOR SAYING THAT"
Her: "We actually let ourselves feel all our feelings"
Her: "We're emotional with depth"
Her: "We're universes"
Her: "There's worlds within us"
Me: "That is the most true and beautiful way to describe it."
Me: "It's the depth, I love depth. Depth is a deal breaker, if you have depth you are me and I am you. Depth is like having a blood sister but way better. To me depth is being a part of something larger, we are children of the universe. We were born with galaxies as minds and suns as hearts."

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Small Sounds

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Evynne

Small Sounds

Something about the way she sighs
Always taking those long, drawn-out breaths
Because she once grew so accustomed to taking such long, drown-out drags from her cigarette
Though she broke the habit of smoking
She could never break the habit of breathing so deeply
But you like small sounds

Something about the way she laughs quietly
Like her voice is shy and timid of being acknowledged
But you like small sounds
So you notice

Something about the way she mumbles
In bed, she once whispered, "I'll never leave you"
And you weren't sure if she was awake or asleep
But it didn't matter, you believed her anyway
Because you like small sounds
And you love her quiet way

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Trapped

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Mikala Clark

Trapped

Trapped between these two walls
One screams danger, one screams lies
I want to run
Run and hide
Away from danger, away from lies
But there's nowhere to run
So this is where I die

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

How to flatter a woman:

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Carla Michelle

How to flatter a woman:

There's a moment where nothing is being said
and nothing is the absolute meaning
to this absence of a pity conversation
that was better off never said.
The rules read:
1: Touch her skin.
Take the particles that make up
her oatmeal skin into your hands
and refuse to take it back.
2: Grab her face.
Bottle up all your enemies,
take her colored cheeks
to your ruthless thumbs
and simply
graze.
3: Look at her eyes.
Remember all things
that once damaged her
or the ones who have told
her too much already.
And find out the very things
she insists on keeping from
you.
4: Don't you dare ******* blink.
Don't you ******* choose to forget
the way she looked at you, the way
you did the same when she put the
auburn roses upon your cheeks.

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Liar.

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Carla Michelle

Liar.

(n)
in·fi·del·i·ty /infiˈdelitē/*
I have a place where
I take the things that I
want to say, but mustn't
belt out loud.
You told me that
I wouldn't want the
world to hear the things
that scare me,
only because
you didn't want it
to be used
against
me.
I write down the
things that aren't
supposed to be in
my head, only
because you told me
that I shouldn't be
worrying about things
that aren't worth
it.
Since the first day
(middle of December, or
something like that)
you have been
taking care of me
even when I
told you not to
worry.
You threw around
kisses that
carried a sort of
incredible gravity.
Gave out
your signature
on papers that
also had mine.
(Oh honey, you gave me
the kind of love that
I've seen on the
television. What more
could I want?)
Although
even the most
sober entanglements
ask:
(Where are you?)

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

When I

Jan 2014 Miah Dearing

Carla Michelle

When I

When I* look at him,
my feeble mind can't
help itself
but think, over and over again:
****.
When I breathe next to him,
it's as if I were breathing
in a galaxy where every
star or whirlpool
was the synonym of
****.
When I touch him,
my fingers wind themselves
up into each indent,
each bone,
each freckle
which makes up a balance
of things
that I can only
determine as:
**Oh my god.

Dec 2013 Miah Dearing

NB

Dec 2013 Miah Dearing

Brian T Baker

NB

I gave him a name
NB
Because it's everything Negative aBout me

#NegativeHypothetical
Idea:
You create more resistance than there really is.

Now what exactly does that mean?

Think about your
greatest goal
grandest dream
And can you tell me

Everything that could potentially go wrong
All the reasons why you don't do it
Your probabilities of failure + humiliation
And all the pain that would bring?

… probably.

But, now
can you
tell me:

The last three good things
that happened to you this week?
Doesn't need to be large,
just enough to make you smile.

I reckon
or at least
I know
when it comes to me

I can tell you the former
over the latter
much more
easily.

And isn't that a shame?

That NB
found a way to monopolize
my thoughts
and thus, my reality.

That was until I gave him a name
And decided to do away with
Western paranoia. Because
we all hear "voices" in our head,

and I think that embracing those
ideas and showing them some
attention… rather than burying
them with a doubtful "that's stupid,"

is the path to lightening up
and letting go of negativity.

A good first step in cultivating
peace. And managing reality.

Wrote this one after a helpful shower, where I found the first stanza; although I did name him a long time ago… I think writing a poem a day is a good practice for me -- so I'll try that… And for right now, NB/negativity is a pretty good theme for me to explore…