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Monique Isom Oct 2014
Do you feel us slowly driftng apart?
The days go by and new habits start.
With each little habit there's a difference or similarity,
And between us, this glue, is giving up on me and you.
The ones that pull you away, you'll realize one day, that these were
The ones in which you changed for,
revealed, and rearranged for,
the ones in which you admired,
and their acceptance; you desired.
They're the ones who've caused you great dire,
and in my heart, a wrath of fire.

Those everlasting memories we tell,
can leave us to burn in hell,
for the one i trusted so well,
has caused me to retreat in my shell.*
Do you feel us slowly *drifting a   p     a          r           t?
Monique Isom Oct 2014
She cringes at night, recalling the  indelible days where she lie
curled in a ball, hiding from the scoundrel who
attacked her mind, her heart, and her soul, leaving her with nothing but
rancid memories of a living hell, but
even though she appeared live and well
d**reary darkness loomed in the body of
                     Scared
Feel free to message me if you would like the original poem scared back, or if you would like me to repost it
Monique Isom Oct 2014
To trust is a delicate thing,
it's putting a heavy heart on a birds wings,
and hoping it has the strength to fly,


To trust is a fragile thing,
like a heart, once stabbed, can destroy
an entire being

To trust is like giving away a sentiment,
so precious, unique, irriplaceable,
once forgotten is a lifetime forgotton
Monique Isom Sep 2014
can it just stop?
this pain, well can it?
if one more time it wins thid game,
i swear to you i will drop,
this wretched life and all the bads
this pain will never pass,
so thannkful yet im still mad,
so when will this ordeal pass?
can it just stop?
Monique Isom Sep 2014
Its something I just can't deny
It causes all these tears I cry
The source of all my trust issues
The bane of all the love mis use
This forgiveness that I need    
Forgiveness in my self ,
so please
Inner me I'm begging you
Forgive my faults and burdens     through                                              
These last few years of teenage life
This something I just can't deny
The cause of all the tears i cry
This pain , so much
I don't know why
So inner me I'm begging you
Forgive myself          
And just  accept the truth
~Monique Isom
SHARED BY CHANTAL KAMAU
Monique Isom Aug 2014
what an overused
      overcherished source
of worry it is indeed
Monique Isom Aug 2014
The one she loves,
And the one who needs her,
is the one who does,
in fact decive her,
these lessons she's learned,
those pictures she burned,
will eventually start
to form a hollow heart,
inside you see,
nothing in me,
but my heart that is,
a hollowabyss,
*no feelings,
depart,
from a
hollow heart
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