Adriana Rollins

May 2016

Macy Opsima

I am your poet
when you need a light to shine through thr dark, clouded curtains
that you call your mind.

I cannot give you the sun or the moon,
I cannot offer you a thousand rings.
But I would write you endless amounts of sonnets
until you drown in my poetry.

My words will be yours,
Every letter will be written for you.
These lines will be your constant reminder
that you will always be enough.

But, it seems like you will read
but you will never know
that these poems that tore my skin
was all made for you.

This is all for you.

to a & b

#love #heartbreak #poem #poetry #poet #romance #prose #devastation #skinny-love #prose-poem

Adriana Rollins Sep 2015

Not Mine

I could stare into his eyes for hours.
"How funny it is," I thought as I stared into this boy's eyes.
He was once mine, but it wasn't until a year after that I noted how inviting and drawing they were, and with one gaze, it was as if I was hooked all over again.
But he was no longer mine.

His lips. His scent. The scar on his brow.
I memorized it all.

But he was no longer mine.
Walking into his room was so foreign yet so familiar.
The posters scattered on the wall,
The corners of his mouth and the way he pressed his lips against mine. They weren't mine.
But he was no longer mine.

And I loved this boy.
I didn't love him when I could call him mine.

Now, I do.
I love the way he loses himself into a song,
the way he draws his fingers against every inch of me,
the way he's so closed off,
the way he can make me feel the way I do,
But he is no longer mine.

#freeverse

Adriana Rollins Jun 2014

3am cliché

My bones ache at 3am.
I glance at my phone,
Silently waiting for
The screen to illuminate.

I miss you,
But you'll never know.
I am at battle with myself.
Should I tell you or not?

You see,
To you, I'm just another
Friend.
But I say more.

Any sign from you
And I will crawl back
Into your gaze.
God, how I miss you.

May 2014

Eliana

train wrecks of thought (1)

feeling broken is
looking at everything

you wish you could want
to do and realizing

you are not good
enough

#trainwrecksofthought

May 2014

lost girl

Silence

Silence
is
Bad

Because
then
I
have
time
to
think
about
how
I
am
not
good
enough

About
how
I
am
unwanted

In
the
silence
is
when
my
thoughts
are
loudest
when
my
monsters
decide
to
come
out

And
with
silence
comes
violence

(a.d)

#self #harm #of #silence #us #inside #violence #monsters

May 2014

kyla marie

15 texts I (almost) sent you

I can't believe how amazing you are. You're the only person who's made me feel this special in a long time [delete]

are you sure you just want to be 'friends', I think I'm in love with you [delete]

can I have a goodbye kiss? I love your kisses, they taste like summer [delete]

I wish you would just say "Hi" to me in the hallways [delete]

that girl you always walk with is beautiful, I can understand why you didn't want me [delete]

when you told me I was beautiful and **** and all you would ever want, was that all a lie too? [delete]

I got a mosquito bite today and it reminded me of when we slept outside and were attacked by them [delete]

it smells like the nights we spent together [delete]

one, two, three...I've lost count of how many drinks are for you [delete]

I wish you thought about me as much as I think of you [delete]

why are your words stuck in my head [delete]

I was naive and young, I'm sorry I actually thought you loved me [delete]

it's been months since the summer nights we spent together. please tell me you miss me. [delete]

my chest hurts. my heart aches. everything about you from the way your lips tasted to how I got chills down my spine from just one touch makes me want to explode [delete]

the blood running down my wrist contains the words you said but never meant [delete]