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Molly Nixon Nov 2015
one small step forward,
slowly & surely
Don't know where I'll end up,
I just hope I'm worthy.
I want something that's mine so I don't have to share it
Am I a fool to believe there's something I may merit?

Time to break it down
Let's get out of this town
I don't wanna stick around
What would you put at stake?
Would you let a heart break
if it was never yours to take?

I can feel the world quaking,
Wait, that's just my hands shaking.
Second guess decisions I'm making

Like, what kind of life is this?
Is there another wave of consciousness?
Or is this just all there is?

Wait, I think I lost ya,
I'd explain but it'll cost ya.

There's not much point anyway
cause no one's really here to stay.
When I'm in my head, I drift away.
I get quiet when there's lots to say,
in hopes some good will float my way.
questioning existence, second guessing life limits
Molly Nixon Nov 2015
It's another one of those nights
anxiety reaches new heights.
Pound back the bottle and try not to start fights.
Split the blunt, if you don't roll it, I might.
Hold me tight
Remind me what it's like
to feel right
I've lost sight
of where I'm going
The hardest part is not knowing
I wipe off the mascara,
though my pain is still showing
But no one is there and no one really cares.
I'll just pack up and go somewhere.
One of those poems where you're just all in the feels.
Molly Nixon Nov 2015
Lift you up,
hold me down.
Whatever happens,
please stay around.

Life is a chess game,
and I think I'm your pawn
I get the feeling that soon
you'll be gone.
I understand that there are sights to be seen,
but here stands the pawn that wants to be queen.

I thought you were a king, not a knight with no sword.
Now I stand as queen because I crossed the board.
Little did I know that's how you had planned it.
Now comes the suffrage of this queen's gambit.

— The End —