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879 · Mar 2014
Anchor
Michele Z Mar 2014
I label you as an anchor, not because you are a solid to me or because you keep me grounded, but because you drag me down, sinking me, no way for me to stay afloat.

                                                         -MLZ
306 · Mar 2014
Pills and Cuts
Michele Z Mar 2014
She hopes,
she cries,
she fakes a smile,
she dies inside.

Little do they know
when shes alone,
she spills her guts
through pills and cuts.

Her eyes glisten but not because shes sad,
but because shes mad at what she has became.
The rumers that lay deep down,
inside her wrists.

She may seem happy,
thats all a lie.
Cause little do you know,
shes dying inside.

                                                        ­               -MLZ
294 · Mar 2014
Contemplating Death
Michele Z Mar 2014
But they didnt even wonder why I crossed the street without looking both ways -Anonymous
267 · Mar 2014
Drowning
Michele Z Mar 2014
I take one last breath
the last one forever,
for I will die tonight
in this lonley river.

Nobody in sight
but thats the way I want it,
luckily I'll die,
I can not survive this any longer.

The pain I feel is sharp,
I feel it in my lungs.
The burning sensation
will be the death of me.

The water in my throat
causes my eyes to water,
but dont worry bout me,
I wont live much longer.

                                                        ­              -MLZ
214 · Mar 2014
Flower
Michele Z Mar 2014
Blossoming from the harsh conditions,
blowing in the wind.
Scared to bloom,
afraid it may sin.


I envy the flower
for standing its ground,
for not drooping its spirits,
instead standing proud.

How I envy you flower,
cause I shall never be
perfect as you are,
but you will never see.

                                                       -MLZ
210 · Mar 2014
Hate
Michele Z Mar 2014
It fills everybody,
consumes there mind,
bearys them in a deeper hole.

But when you think bout it
it really makes no sense,
cause when it comes to hate
atleast its a feeling.

So when I lost this feeling
I felt so empty,
then I realized
I was now living clearly.

                                                               -MLZ
200 · Mar 2014
Mirror
Michele Z Mar 2014
In the thin glass
I see a reflection
of dark brown hair,
a pale complexion.

My eyes are mirrors themselves,
a window to my soul,
displaying my true feelings,
showing my hope.

Showing you my deeper meaning,
for I am lost inside,
but you can not see
because my eyes can hide the real me.

                                                                       -MLZ
174 · Mar 2014
Lost
Michele Z Mar 2014
I'm lost,
pacing through the woods,
lost my train of thoughts,
so I fall down and cry.

My eyes are puffy
but nobody sees,
cause I am lost,
hidden by these trees.

                                              -MLZ

— The End —