Samantha Steele

Samantha Steele Sep 2013

when you can feel your soul
turning into dust
and your skin
falling apart
and your bones
shattering

that's when you know
that you are alone

Samantha Steele Aug 2013

Brush Strokes

You paint your body with
Dollar Store brushes
Leaving behind a stoke of red
(But it's a metaphor)
(for how you hurt yourself)
Your an artist
But show no one your art

Samantha Steele Aug 2013

Trace

You traced the curves of my sides
You traced my lips with yours
But not once
Did you trace my heart

Samantha Steele Aug 2013

If I Jumped

If I
jumped
I would turn into a memory
my things would be put into storage
and the sound off my voice forgotten
the way I laughed
talked
it would all fade away
in a matter of seconds

Samantha Steele Aug 2013

Cosmos

I think I could say that
I was born from a cosmic being

That I'm made out of galaxies
And stars soar through my veins

So when you compared me to the
Cosmos

You might of been right

Samantha Steele Aug 2013

Every single time

Every single time she opened her mouth
numirous galaxies tumbled out
and her voice pierced me

Every single time she opened her eyes
I could of sworn I saw the sun
and I lost my sight

Every single time she held me
her skin glowed brightly
but I was burnt

Samantha Steele Aug 2013

Maybe

I think that

maybe

There's a reason deeper than what you say
to make you destroy yourself like this

and just maybe

I'm wasting my time
trying to help you