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Mar 2020 · 305
reality check
Riveá Mar 2020
it doesn't matter how pretty and perfect your outside is.
if your inside is rotten with negativity,
you will remain undesirable.
Feb 2020 · 145
painful truth
Riveá Feb 2020
if they refuse to grow with you,
you're better off moving on by yourself.
If I've learned anything in life, it's that sometimes leaving people behind is the best you can do for yourself.
Feb 2020 · 112
February 18
Riveá Feb 2020
Eyes wide open in a panic
Weighted down by both grief and my covers
My dreams, though horrific enough to make me feel manic  
Are more preferable than this nightmare I’m living, soon I’ll discover

Autopilot drags my aching body from the comfort of my bed
The cool air of my room fences me in, I am chilled to the bone
Tedious step by step, so numb I’m halfway convinced that I’m dead
How foolish to believe it was all getting better, really, I should have known

Keys in hand, I shakily open the front door  
Shocked to be faced with scattered frail drops of rain
The world is quiet, nature’s silence a deafening roar
Strangely enough, it eases the war in my brain

With a purr of the ignition, I snap back to reality
Streetlights and stoplights fly by, illuminating the dull of my face
Focused on raindrops on windshield, dreaming of all that could be
All I need is something good to finally take place
Feb 2020 · 113
10:23pm
Riveá Feb 2020
from my lipstick
stains on your coffee mugs
to lipstick stains on your cigarettes
Riveá Feb 2020
may inner peace and self love find you someday
lack of confidence and self appraisal kills
Feb 2020 · 84
2:17 pm
Riveá Feb 2020
no matter how hard i try to hate you,
i can only feel sorry for you.
Jan 2020 · 65
1/13/19
Riveá Jan 2020
I never thought it was possible to love another human so much


and then i fell in love with you.
Dec 2019 · 293
-long lost lover
Riveá Dec 2019
“You fit like the sun to my moon,”
  you say, eyes twinkling like stars.
Suddenly,
I know why my soul has
Always been drawn to the night sky.
Dec 2019 · 237
12/19/19
Riveá Dec 2019
the first lie you told me was when you swore to never hurt me.
the last came the day i left when you spat that you had loved me.
dear boy,
love does not transition to past tense overnight.
Dec 2019 · 246
i hate that i love you
Riveá Dec 2019
i can't stop myself
from missing your toxicity.
your venom has yet to
completely drain itself from my veins.  
your wicked ways are
still woven into my soul
your evil, encapsulates me
no matter how hard i try
i can't seem to untangle myself
from your love
Dec 2019 · 159
clockwork
Riveá Dec 2019
my body is my cage
my limbs, running on auto pilot
my legs take me to the kitchen
my hands grasp the steaming cup of tea
back to my bedroom it is,
to sit crossed legged
in the center of my bed
my mind is no longer in control,
which, is for the best.
images of pill bottles
little capsules shaken into the palm of my hand
i lift my drink to my lips
warmer than i thought, my tongue burns
flashes of sharp objects on skin
and scorching flame to flesh
i swallow, the syrupy taste of
honey slipping down my throat.
my mind in a fog,
my weighted body finds the strength
to lay down, pull the covers to my chin
lights left on, clothes from that day
have yet to be taken off my body
my eyelids close as they do every night
it'll be better in the morning.
Dec 2019 · 872
12/10/19
Riveá Dec 2019
Green has
always been my
favorite eye color, now
I know why. I'm drowning
in a pool of green and I have no
desire to be rescued. You could pull
me under, keep me within an arms reach
of oxygen, and I'd still call your arms home
Dec 2019 · 313
not my Romeo
Riveá Dec 2019
If you were the Romeo to my Juliet, I should have died the first time.

It would have been much less of a tragedy.
Dec 2019 · 196
letter to my enemies
Riveá Dec 2019
before i go,
i would like to express my dearest gratitude
for all you never did for me.  
thank you for tearing my walls
all the way down to the ground
because after that,
the only direction i had to go was up.
i have been doing so much better these days
you have no idea how many times i've been told,
"you look so much better,"
"you look like yourself again,"
or my favorite,
"you're looking better than ever."
i wish i could say i did it all on my own.
But truth be told,
all those harsh words,
petty actions,
and looks of jealously that
i have received from you all,
have been to blame for my recent success.  
so please,
keep it up.
i promise it only makes me stronger.
thank you.
Dec 2019 · 146
dec. 6
Riveá Dec 2019
in hindsight,
i'm grateful for all the wasted tears and exasperating times.
you taught me that i deserve better
then fake love and disrespectful webs of lies.  
it wasn't until i untangled myself
that i could see how vicious you always have been;
sitting around waiting for another victim
for you to sink your fangs into.
if i could warn them, i would.
only,
i know the only way for them to learn,
is the hard way.  
like me, they will foolishly become addicted
to the honey that drips from your lips.  
they will melt under the gentle touch of your hands.
they will believe they are special to you.  
if i could save them, i would.
only time can show them who you really are.
Nov 2019 · 179
rough times
Riveá Nov 2019
the bags under my eyes are almost as oversized as the t-shirts i've been living in.  upon waking, my choices consist of shakily making it through the day on cup after cup of coffee or putting myself through the misery of consciously keeping my eyelids pried open.  nights are filled with blankly staring at up at the ceiling and anxiety thoughts.
forgetting to eat has never been so easy, my waistline is shrinking daily.  they say to take it one day at a time, but each new day is more back-breaking than the last.
Nov 2019 · 161
Nightmares
Riveá Nov 2019
Terrors keep you up at night.
The bags you carry under your eyes tell it all. That, and the somewhat frantic,
“Hey are you up? I just need to talk,”
2am texts.
It’s okay though,
The terrors keep me up, too.
Nothing feels worse than the sudden
JOLT that has you sitting up in seconds.
Followed by a pounding heart,
And a delirious mind,
Working to distinguish where you are
And what’s actually real.
I know the feeling,
Of being too afraid to close heavy lids
Out of pure fear of your own mind.
Thats why i promise to
try my best to keep you warm
and safe when the dark settles in.
If you let me,
I’ll even stay long enough
for the sun to rise again.
Maybe if we fall asleep together,
we won’t have as many nightmares.
And if we do,  
at least we’ll have
each other.
Wish me luck on tonight’s sleep! :,)  Let’s see what my mind brings me tonight
Nov 2019 · 228
Honesty
Riveá Nov 2019
If I’ve learned anything,
It’s that blue eyes lie.
Maybe green eyes don’t.
Nov 2019 · 593
Maybe Baby
Riveá Nov 2019
Maybe,
I’m toxic for you or
Maybe,
you’re toxic for me.
Or Maybe,
we’re toxic together.
But maybe,
Just maybe,
You’ll be the best **** thing
To ever happen to me.
Sep 2019 · 685
"Why haven't you left me?"
Riveá Sep 2019
You see, my dear, you have turned my world into a real-life romance movie.  That night you grabbed my hand and twirled me around under a star filled sky, you danced away with my heart.  You've taken me on countless adventures and shown me what the definition of Happy looks like.  Even on nights we spit fire back and forth, I don't dream of being with anyone else.  In fact, I think I'd stay even with your hands around my neck.
Sep 2019 · 355
Untitled
Riveá Sep 2019
counting on people for your air
is a sure way to end up drowning.
Sep 2019 · 266
09/02/19
Riveá Sep 2019
Do you remember that sticky, summer night
The one where we stood hand in hand
In the middle of nowhere
In front of a sea of fireflies
The song of crickets swirling in the wind
You looked like an angel in the moonlight
Your eyes, so bright they looked silver
Do you remember that night?
I do.
9:56am
May 2019 · 232
us
Riveá May 2019
us
fight with me
set my entire body ablaze
spit your venom in my eyes
then
tell me you love me
hold me hostage in your arms
i promise i won't leave
May 2019 · 243
05/17/19
Riveá May 2019
Just beyond that frail, clear glass, a storm is brewing.
Newly emerald leaves shake harshly in a spring breeze.
The sky is troubled grey with rain waiting to let loose.
My childhood flashes before my eyes.
Images of frolicking happily as water poured from above.
There was no reason to be afraid.
Take me back to those days.
Let's go dancing in the rain.
May 2019 · 340
Untitled
Riveá May 2019
after we fight, wrap me up tight and promise me it'll be okay.
May 2019 · 275
Trapped
Riveá May 2019
These circles we're going in will never get us out of the maze.
May 2019 · 301
Blue Eyes Lie
Riveá May 2019
You tell me you love me
but you don't even know me.
Silly boy.  Tricks are for kids:)
Apr 2019 · 532
04/29/19
Riveá Apr 2019
You ask me to pull my soul out of its shell and lay it before you.  
I'm fearful that once you know what I know,
you'll turn your back and run.
Apr 2019 · 351
Petals
Riveá Apr 2019
Forever ago, you showed up at my doorstep, flowers in hand.
Into a vase, next to a window they went.  
Stubborn, they were.  
Weeks flew by with petals bright and beautiful.
Hope was placed in my heart, it would all be okay.
Then, one night, it all came crashing down.
A single phone call spent exchanging words and tears.  
Surely, the next morning would be better.  
Waking up in the morning with a tear stained face,
I walked over to that flower vase.
Looking down, my heart shattered, I began to sob.  
Those stubborn flowers had browned and crumpled.
No more vibrant petals to admire.
Instead, I watch as petals fall bitterly to the hardwood floor.
Look down at my feet, at the heap of crumpled flowers,
I am reminded that all good things must come to an end.
Apr 2019 · 332
In the Middle of No Where
Riveá Apr 2019
Let's travel back in time to that first night
Where we danced in the dark under stars bright
Your hands on my waist, your eyes a blue glow
This love, I'm sure, we could never outgrow
You know who you are
Apr 2019 · 308
1:15 pm
Riveá Apr 2019
Rough patches are like the rain.
Once in awhile they pour down in sheets.
Other times they sprinkle themselves sporadically.
No matter how they arrive,
dark clouds always clear
and sunshine returns.
Apr 2019 · 319
Over a Cup of Coffee
Riveá Apr 2019
The first time
your lips pressed to a steaming mug,
a smile made its way across my face.
If ever we are strangers again,
maybe we'll bump into each other in the line
of a coffee shop.
Apr 2019 · 219
anxiety thoughts
Riveá Apr 2019
deep breaths.  racing heart.  what is the teacher saying?   bouncing leg accompanied by the tap tapping of fingers.  room needs cleaned.  check needs picked up.  how long until school is out?  the secondhand has a tick.  have tests to study for.  is that a new ring on her hand?  my appointment starts at 4:30.  the AC has kicked on.  when will the weather make up its mind?  need to pay attention to notes.  need more sleep.  my shoe came untied.  the wind is blowing the trees outside.  what college do i want to go to?  did I turn in my assignment?  this needs to stop.
Here is a jumble of my thoughts from the past 20 minutes.
Apr 2019 · 409
1:13 pm
Riveá Apr 2019
find someone who looks at you the way they look at the stars
Apr 2019 · 286
tired
Riveá Apr 2019
exhausted to my core.
Apr 2019 · 215
Occasionally
Riveá Apr 2019
Yes,
There will be nights
You will say things
You do not mean.
There will be nights
Our words will set
The entire neighborhood aflame.
There will be nights
We cry rivers together.
I promise you,
There will never be nights
Your heart aches with loneliness.
There will never be nights
I make you sleep all alone.
Most importantly,
There will never be nights
I do not love you.
Apr 2019 · 192
Here to Stay
Riveá Apr 2019
When your sharp and shattered pieces lay spread before my feet,
I'll pick them up delicately
one by one.
They will be stored safely on a shelf,
until you're ready
for them to be put
back in place.
Love always
- R
Apr 2019 · 259
Summer
Riveá Apr 2019
Nothing sounds better than scalding sand on exposed feet
The initial chill after diving into a pool of frigid water
Friends gathered around a bonfire while laughter fills the air
Smells of freshly mowed grass and hot dogs on the grill
The slap of flip flops paired with tank tops to show off tan lines
Bright blue skies tucked into bed by bold, bleeding sunsets
Crystal clear nights spent stargazing, sprawled out on a blanket
Windows rolled down and golden hair tousled by the breeze
Making endless memories with those you love.
Apr 2019 · 211
Goodbye
Riveá Apr 2019
Thank you for treating me so bad, I have no problem walking away.
Apr 2019 · 260
10:31 pm
Riveá Apr 2019
don't be afraid to accept the love you deserve
Apr 2019 · 391
Nightfall
Riveá Apr 2019
We parked my car in the middle of nowhere
Only gravel roads and fields of never ending gold around
The lights shut off and suddenly, it was just us and the sunset
Tonight was not for boastful reds, fiery oranges, or splendid pinks
Instead, the sun was melting down in pastel green and royal blue
The color that seeped through the middle of the sky,
was the same color as your eyes.  
Peering through the sunroof, a sliver of silver moon appeared
Only a crescent, but enough to illuminate our small town
Gazing up, stars began to show, one by one
We sat next to each other in the dusk and talked about life
Your feet on my dash, my legs crossed in the drivers seat
Our conversation came to a close and as it was time to go,
we finally looked up to a sea of stars staring back at us
You interlocked your fingers with mine once I turned the key
As I peeked in my rearview at the gleaming night sky,
I couldn't help but smile.
04/08/19
Apr 2019 · 1.7k
Whole Again
Riveá Apr 2019
When you gazed at my bare body
with your hands on my curves
and called me Gorgeous
instead of hot or ****,
one of my broken pieces
slipped back into place.
Apr 2019 · 407
An Apology
Riveá Apr 2019
I'm sorry I walked away from you dear friend.
I'm sorry I never told you my reason.
Most of all,
I'm sorry your eyes don't allow you to see
just how toxic you are.
Apr 2019 · 564
Life is Short.
Riveá Apr 2019
Life is short so don't be afraid of living.
Go on wild adventures and make stupid mistakes.
Kiss the person you've always wanted and attend your senior prom.
Go cliff diving and dance in the rain.
Watch the sun rise whenever you can and tell those special people you love them.
Life is short so don't be afraid to live.
Apr 2019 · 478
12:15 am
Riveá Apr 2019
laying in bed all alone
while night seeps through window sills and door frames
a sea of never ending darkness
the silence is deafening
as thoughts race past
eventually blurring until
only one remains
why won't it stop
craving any answer
frantically grasping at
what sanity is left
sleep suddenly knocks
at the door
begging to be let in
I need to shut my laptop and go to bed.
Apr 2019 · 299
Self Reminder
Riveá Apr 2019
At times I have to stop and convince myself,
If you love her, you wouldn't have picked me.
Mar 2019 · 443
1:24 pm
Riveá Mar 2019
Today the sky is lifeless,
the trees are barren,
and the world feels too quiet.
The sun is nowhere to be found,
no birds are singing,
even the wind is tired of blowing today.  
My body aches to be buried in a pile of blankets,
a warm place where no responsibilities can be found.  
Nothing sounds better than allowing my heavy lids fall shut,
forgetting about the long list of "to do's" sitting on my desk.  
Today, it has been extra hard to exist.
Mar 2019 · 374
A Letter To My Soul Mate
Riveá Mar 2019
Dear Other Half,

Here is a thank you for all you've done for me.
Thank you for the endless smiles, laughter, and memories.
Thank you for all the times you've forgiven me after a pointless argument, or after I've gotten on your nerves.
Know that I am grateful for the late nights,
the soul wrenching discussions,
and for all the times you could have walked away and didn't.
Here's my promise to love you unconditionally, care for you like no other, and do everything in my power to see you happy.  
I will never be a perfect person.
All that matters is that I'm perfect for you.  

xoxo - R
Mar 2019 · 363
12:04 am
Riveá Mar 2019
it's been another late night into an early morning
my mind is grasping to rationalize
the feelings you gave me today
perhaps by the time you ask
why i keep yawning
i will have my
answer
Mar 2019 · 200
Sunshine
Riveá Mar 2019
Your finger tips were pure sunlight.
By the time you were done,
my body was golden.
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