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People come into your life as
Quickly as they come, never
Staying for long there are
Cases where they do stay,
Your closest friends, your
Best friends, your loved
Ones
But others just disappear and
Leave completely, dropping out
Of your life never talking to you
Again, lost connections of how
You became friends, the shared
Stories, secrets, good times
And memories. All you have now
Is seeing random Facebook
Statuses of you with new
Friends or Instagram selfies
With tons of new people
Do you remember us being
Friends?
If I sent a text, a message
Anything would you answer?
Would you talk to me again?
If I done wrong can I right it?
Can we be friends again?
Or am I just a random Facebook
Status popping on your newsfeed
And nothing else
Demons hide in many forms they hide, masking as friends,
Choosing targets, settling on me, wrapping me up in their plans.
Leading me astray, down a path of destruction
And just as quick they vanished Leaving me alone letting
The world take punches trying to get a KO punch
Knocking me down until I’m on my knees ready to
Give in

But God saw something in me be it pity, faith, hope, resilience
I don’t know but he sent down into my life A Trio of Angels
They saved me and banished the demons and gave me
Hope I was lifted out from the hole was given strength to
Get back out and battle back for my life. I feared no evil
Or demons, ready to fight back and accomplish and to
Never quit

Most people are blessed to see an angel in their lives
Once. An angel that got them back on track. I was blessed
With a Trio of Angels they work in magical ways
Always knowing how to fix the problems I’m dealing with
Knowing how to save my soul before it was gone
My life took a U-turn from where it was because of
A Trio of Angels
 Jan 2015 Shawn Callahan
eliza t
G** iven so little
R ight when i love you most
A nd it'll all be gone
N ot in my memory or yours
T ake my hand and live out
E very second until the thought
D rags behind us forever
I love autumn.
Why?
*Because it shows that dying can be beautiful.
I'm not the type of girl who chooses spring for flowers
Forever is a lie
You disparaged me and left
Tomorrow I'll fall again
Not in love but in need
For that cute guy in my class
You don't define forever
You and me don't forever
We may have infinite chasm between us
But infinity doesn't define forever either
When I was little, I stuck scissors into the electrical outlet
something I never would have had the urge to do if my parents hadn't told me it was dangerous
I was a rocket pop, always standing too close to the edge,
always carrying a matchbook in my pocket

I'm not the only one who flirts with death
Death is the quarterback, death is the prettiest ******* the cheerleading team
Death is popular at parties
And when someone seems so out of my reach like that, I tend to romanticize them

So I fantasized about pills that shone like pearls
I envisioned ribs sticking out from my skeletal frame, finally frail enough to ****** the object of my desires
I thought about razor blades scattered like flower petals on the bathroom floor
Etching memento moris into my skin
I dreamed of fenders and pavement rushing up to meet my lips for one last kiss

God, I had the biggest crush on death
But so did everyone else
And I saw them falling further in love as if they were tumbling from a skyscraper
This is not a love poem, this is a goodbye
Because I have instead become infatuated with beautiful things
I am a creator, so I must stop destroying myself

Dear death
I don't want to be just another girl who doesn't look when she crosses the street, hoping to meet you on the other side
I will be okay on my own, and I'll keep the scissors locked up in the craft cabinet
This is meant to be a spoken word poem, so imagine a shaky fifteen year old girl reading it out loud to you. It's pretty hopeful at the end, but it's more of an optimistic prediction than a reflection of my current state of mind. I'll figure it out.
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