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 Apr 2013 Natalie B
PoetWhoKnowIt
I'd rather be

somebody's need
than
           simply
                       a desirable commodity.
 Mar 2013 Natalie B
Muggle Ginger
When I was in 4th grade a girl named Claire
Kicked my ***
And left me on the blacktop
I swore it would never happen again

When I was 17 a girl named Ashley
Kicked my ***
And left my heart in pieces
I swore to never trust love again

I just turned 23 and a girl I shouldn’t name
Kicked my ***
I wanted to give her everything
For the very first time

But I never got off the blacktop
My heart is still in pieces
Love is still untrustworthy
I need to learn to fight.
We accept the love we think we deserve.
I don't accept much.
Wash my hands with the morning dew, while everything is still.
While everything is still untouched;
Still quiet;
Still deserted.

And not a soul is around to see.
To see if i'm still breathing;
To see if i'm still here;
To see if i still speak.
12th March 2013
 Mar 2013 Natalie B
Nicole
Burning desire
With a flickering flame
A bright shining sword
With a double edged blade.

It's win or lose
Sink or swim
This ocean of possibilities
That I'm drowning in.

But there's no single way
To define who I am
So why even try?
Labels aren't worth a ****.
People are not cans of soup that can be labeled. We are who we are and that can so easily change.
Ask 7 different people who I am and you'll end up with 8 different answers.
Really bothers me when people try to live by or up to their labels. And when other give them, ruining potential possibilities.
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