Molly Patterson: Poems

Feb 2013 · 560

Molly Patterson Feb 2013

Love is misery
And it is well known
That misery loves company
So why suffer alone?

Love is betrayal
It is a knife in the back
It's a glorified killing
A stealthy attack

Love is dependence
No freedom, no thoughts
It will rip out your spirit
And leave it to rot

Love is enveloping
It embraces and holds
But it easily suffocates
With it's tender folds

Love is a teardrop
Rolling down your face
From sorrow or joy
Or a crude fall from grace

Love is the beginning
The middle, and the end
To take, to leave, to carry
To break or to mend.

Sep 2012 · 700

A second look.

Molly Patterson Sep 2012

A second look.

Look in the mirror.
Now close your eyes.
When you open them, I want you to see yourself
Under the same glorious light
That I see
Shining upon you.

You are beautiful
In the most masculine sense.
Just a glance from across the room,
I'm lusting.

Have you ever seen your eyes
The way I have seen them?
A mosaic of green and brown,
A little bit of blue.
I regard the way your smile jumps into your eyes
With reverence
But am not ignorant to
The slight ghost of your heartache.

Because you do not see yourself
The same way
That I see you.

Aug 2012 · 516

Lies.

Molly Patterson Aug 2012

Lies.

I'm still holding onto lies
(Lies I've heard a thousand times)
They said, "Everything will be alright."
So then, why is nothing fine?

I'm still holding onto dreams,
Dreams that only you could make come true.
But how is it that I still dream?
I cannot sleep because of you.

I've lost all hope
and lost all faith.
You say it wasn't you,
It was my own mistake.

— The End —