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Samantha Steele Dec 2012
You are warmth
As I lay my head on your chest in the cold
As you rest your arm on my shoulder
And gently rub my arm
And you are warmth
On a cold, bad day.
Rest your head on my head
In the cold
But I dont feel it
Because you are warmth.
Samantha Steele Jan 2013
The water surrounds her
Gently kissing at her scars
Turing her skin red
The razor glints in her hand
She stares at it absent mindedly
Deep in thought
Thinking about her past
And how it brought her to this point
She lays her head back and sighs
*"This is it".
Samantha Steele Nov 2013
the impatient tap of her nails
against the bar counter
the aggravated exhale
about the boy that stares at her
the bouncing of her foot
because the drugs are wearing off
Samantha Steele May 2013
I'm*                    wishing constantly
    not                 knowing what for
       afraid          of what I might get
            to            be rescued or to    
                jump?
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 Apr 2013
The things you do while im gone:

-Forget about me
-Sleep with her
-Fall out of love

with me.

-Go to sleep happy
-Have a restful sleep
-Wake up happy

without me.

-Leave me
Samantha Steele Nov 2013
Why is it
that my misery
is always so beautiful?
Why is it
that my pain
is so exotic?
Why is it
that  my heartbreak
is so amazing to you?
Samantha Steele Dec 2013
Ive held the winters frost within my veins
as your flaming tongue lingered upon my lips,
wanting only you.
Feeling your fingers dance along my hips
making me feel like I am engulfed in fire.
For fingers slowly melted my heart.
I had opened to love,
for that you gave me.
Samantha Steele Oct 2013
I like to drink a lot in the winter
'cause then I don't notice
the biting cold at my cheeks
or at my heart
Samantha Steele Nov 2012
I cant write anymore
The words just won't flow
I have no anger- well, I have it
It just won't show.
I don't got no tears to shed
Ill just sit here, for hours on end.
If I did something drastic
The words would flow again
© SamanthaReganess
Samantha Steele May 2013
go ahead and drink the rest of your dad's whiskey
tighten the rope around your neck
and then jump away
and don't even say
goodbye
RIP Kenny, ill miss you so much.
Samantha Steele Nov 2012
Brown hair splayed
Eyes squeezed shut
A light blush dusting her cheeks
Pink lips agape
Chest heaving
Back arched
Fingers painted black clenching
Thigs littered with scars quivering
Toed curled
All of this seen
Underneath my eyelids
© SamanthaReganess

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