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Tracing the outline of your scars
Is like reading your soul.
The stories they can tell.
Just more parts to your whole.
Never cover them,
Do not be ashamed
Your scars show the truth
Of life filled with love and pain.
They are a part of you,
What makes you truly whole
I'll trace the outline of each scar
To better understand your soul.
For a friend.
You know who you are. :)
  Oct 2014 Ranita
Kevin
the first time I saw her,
everything in my head fell silent.
her eyes were reflections of galaxies
so many have gotten lost in before me.
her lips formed a smile like a flickering candle,
but a smile nonetheless.
her hair was let loose like a restless ocean.
she was breathtaking.
and it was when i felt my heart skip a beat
that i knew *i had to have her.
Ranita Oct 2014
I can't shake it off
I have too much in me
Too much love
And I have nowhere
Nowhere to give it
Please God
Please let him exist
I pray for him daily
I love him already
Please love him
Please let him be gentle
Let him be understanding
Let him be kind
Let him be smarter than I
Let him be a leader
Make him a "no" man
Because we both know
I'd use a "yes" man
(On accident)
Please please please
God
Please
I beg of you
Either take these feelings
Relieve me of them
Or please...
Bring him to me
And please...
Let it be soon...
You see my heart
You see my hurt
You see all the love
You put inside me
You know me
You know how badly..
How utterly badly...
I desire this
I love you, Lord.
I love you so much.
If it be your will..
Let me love you
Through a man.
Ranita Sep 2014
I'm just absolutely,
100%,
Pathetic.
So I'm going to curl up,
And hide.
Being strong is my weakness.
Because being real is too much,
At least for now.
But is it protection..?
Or is it just a cage I've built?
Ranita Sep 2014
Come on Rain,
You know better.
You're being played,
Like a fiddle.
And it's
Your
Own
Fault.
Ya idiot
Ranita Sep 2014
I wish for his hand
To brush my hair
Softly
Sweetly
Slowly
Strong hands that know
Tenderness

I wish for a true love
The deepest love possible
Where I ask him
What he is thinking of
And he answers
"I'm thinking of you"
Where I can see his eyes
Softening at the sight
Of me

I wish he would see me
All of his walls come down
Instantly
Distractions disappearing
In a crowded room
He only sees me

I wish for him
To chase after me
Not that I would run
That he would be afraid
I would

I wish for his love
His deep
Jealous
Unrelenting
Love

I wish
I could hold him
In the silent nights
When his mind
Is anything but
Silent

I wish
He would look at me
With tormented eyes
And as I touch his face
Softly
Sweetly
Slowly
They would
Soften at the sight
Of me
I want someone I can read. Someone I can know. I want to be able to help them instead of feeling tormented myself over not knowing what they're thinking.
Ranita Sep 2014
Jumbled mess
Greatly depressed
Shaky hands
Can barely stand
Empty inhaler
I am a failure
Need to pack
Panic attack
CAN YOU JUST CALM DOWN PLEASE?
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