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 Nov 2016 Mollie Grant
Ron
Labyrinth
 Nov 2016 Mollie Grant
Ron
Life is a labyrinth
And we are all wandering
Searching for ourselves
I came in for
a touchup
and got blotted out
by the brightness
of your palette
Let me show you
All the words I cannot find.
Let me write them
On your neck in faded lipstick stains.
Close your eyes.
Listen to my shaking hands.
They have a code of their own,
One that only you can understand.
Listen to them rattle against your chest.
Feel the heat of my breath
Glide over your cheek.
Listen to what it’s telling you.
Feel my teeth tug at your bottom lip.
Let me get as close to you as I can
Without losing myself completely.
I can’t say this aloud.
Just listen to my body,
Decipher the language it speaks, wordlessly.
Somewhere in this mess,
The purest love I could ever muster.
A diamond
In all of our rough.
It's getting more difficult being without him.
 Sep 2016 Mollie Grant
Stephan
.

I thought I could write it out of me,
but came to the conclusion today
that I won't live that long
The one who
Get under ur skin
 May 2016 Mollie Grant
ryn
(S)wallow
 May 2016 Mollie Grant
ryn
It's easier to wallow
with no additional weight

It's easier to swallow
tiny morsels stripped off the bone

It's easier to swallow
when you submit to fate

It's easier to wallow
when you decide to walk alone
Sometimes you have to **** it up for the benefit of others.
 Mar 2016 Mollie Grant
katie
migrate
 Mar 2016 Mollie Grant
katie
There is a world
beyond the
one
seen on
television screens,
outside the realm
of suicides &
wall to wall 
crimes
where
flocks of
birds are migrating
South in search
of sun &
deer run
across forests
not yet discovered
by anyone  
& though I may
not see it daily it is
this distant world
that saves
me.
 Feb 2016 Mollie Grant
Nora
You feel its pull before it even shows
It tugs you into climbing heights
Foam churning at your feet
Like the contents of your stomach
And even if you found the courage
To whirl around and face the tide
It will have already swallowed you whole
Crashing down from up above
Bitter with fear’s salt
Stronger than man
And so you drink it in, open-mouthed
Because you don’t know how to swim
But you’ve mastered how to drown.
A pen
The power
Your pleasure
All held
In my
Wavering hands
Shared on Hello Poetry on February 15, 2016.
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