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Sadie K Jun 2013
Cup your hands together
and catch each
and every one
of my fragmented words.
Hold them
and piece them together
into beautiful paragraphs
because I've become
so broken
and you deserve
to be whole.
So please don't fill my
empty soul
with pieces of you
and don't convince
me to allow you to stay.
Take this jagged goodbye
and remember me
as the hopeful person
I once was
not the futile soul
I've become.
© M.K.B.
Sadie K Jun 2013
Why are we talking
when we've already wasted
so many words?
You'd think we would have
run out of things
to say
just as fast as we've
run out of time,
but this love
is starved
and we were hoping
that our words would act as flesh
forgetting that
it was our words
that made us so skeletal
in the first place.
© M.K.B.
Sadie K Jun 2013
Don't lie to yourselves,
and don't you dare lie to me
because I know that selfishness
doesn't tie nooses
nor does it
fire gunshots into the mouths
of the so called "selfish."
Shame and guilt are the culprits
the ones who cut wrists
and overdose on pills.
Yet, I'm afraid
that they are seldom
held responsible for their
actions.
You were not a selfish man.
© M.K.B.
Sadie K Jun 2013
I don't like to think of people
as people
because really,
we're so much more
than that.
And if you think about how little
we tend to care about others
people really do seem insignificant.
How often
do we appreciate
a person completely
for who they are?
Never.
We admire flowers
for growing through weeds
and butterflies for migrating
great distances,
but we don't admire
the average person.
So instead, I'll view people
as trees
with strong branches
or beautiful storms
that demand to be heard.
Because really,
we're all so much more
than just human.
And I'm not sure
why we always forget that.
© M.K.B.
Sadie K May 2013
Do you not see that your words mean nothing?
You talk and talk and talk
But never say anything.
I've come to realize that words hold little value
When they aren't followed by action.
How can you appreciate them
If you've never known silence?
Yet this world is so full of unnecessary phrases
And comments
And sayings
And remarks
That the simple word no longer holds any value at all.
We've destroyed the purpose of words
Stripped them of their power.
And that is why I much prefer silence.
People who talk too much drive me insane.
© M.K.B.
Sadie K May 2013
You've never been in love,
but you've made love to seven guys
and I guess that's because
there's a part of you that hopes
that the two are one in the same,
but they're not.

And you don't feel loved either,
and that's probably
because you've never been shown
what proper love looks like.
All you know love to be
is that fleeting feeling you get
when you make love to someone,
but I assure you it's
not the same.

I wish you could experience
what love really is,
and that you could stop adding names
to the list of those you've "loved"
because all you're doing is hurting yourself.
But most of all, I wish you could see
that you deserve to be loved
and that one day
someone will love you
for you.
A thousand days, a thousand lovers, but none satisfy your need for love.
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Sadie K May 2013
She was called Autumn
because her hair was fiery
and her eyes were brown.
Because she held onto the past as desperately
as the dying leaves clung to the trees.

She was called Autumn
because bits of her were constantly
being whisked away by the wind
and her heart was always on fire.

She was called Autumn
because she was her prettiest
when she was half dead or dying.
And because she was always
falling apart.
Poem Series: People are like seasons

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