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Feb 2014 · 514
clinging to the ledge
Stephanie miller Feb 2014
She can feel herself disappearing
Withering away
Pushing others away, she falls into herself
Dropping subtle hints she tries to hold on
fingers pained and blistered
Slipping from the ledge
Waiting for a hand to reach out and pull her up
They see,they stare, they wait
Shes strong
She struggles to pull herself up
Like everytime before
As they watch she clings on in despair
Praying for someone to hold out a hand
Hers slips
And and she falls
The girl was never as strong as she led them To believe
Even the biggest of ships will sink
The tallest of trees will fall
And the strongest of girls
Will die
Feb 2014 · 613
the number of nothing
Stephanie miller Feb 2014
Nothing
******* nothing
What I feel
What I think
What I say
What I do
I am nothing
No one
No friends
No one to talk to
I have no one
Who I am
Is no one
Nameless
The faces I see
This poem I write
Who I'll stay is nameless
Non existent
How I feel
How I am?
My grades
Social life
Hobbies
Its all non existent
Zero
Its the number of nothing
A contradiction
Proof that something, someone, it
Isnt , wasnt, will never be there
I am zero
Feb 2014 · 369
dancing saves lives
Stephanie miller Feb 2014
Music fills my ears drowning out the thoughts inside my head
The beats louder than the beating of my heart
It fills me where the empty space has expanded within
Replacing the art of blades on my wrists
The thoughts of bullets in my brain
I dance feet move, my body waves and arms reach for the air
No one can see me
And this time that's okay
No one else matters
Its only the Rythmn and I
Some people take drugs to dance
I dance not to take drugs
Volume up, eyes closed I dance
Feb 2014 · 368
dancing saves lives
Stephanie miller Feb 2014
Music fills my ears drowning out the thoughts inside my head
The beats louder than the beating of my heart
It fills me where the empty space has expanded within
Replacing the art of blades on my wrists
The thoughts of bullets in my brain
I dance feet move, my body waves and arms reach for the air
No one can see me
And this time that's okay
No one else matters
Its only the Rythmn and I
Some people take drugs to dance
I dance not to take drugs
Volume up, eyes closed I dance
Jan 2014 · 793
him
Stephanie miller Jan 2014
him
I remember that first day I saw him, noticed him
I was young, we were both young
Are young
His eyes glimmered with sadness and mystery and I knew
I wanted to know that boy
Afraid and uncertain I forgot, but then he came back
Older, still mysterious and more attractive that ever
How could I forget
That face the smile that told me he was uncertain too, and that was okay
Everything would be okay
I fell in love harder than a rock hits the ground from a thousand feet above
That's where I was one thousand feet in the air, I was flying like I've never flown before
That trust, that unconditional love scared me to death
And again I tried to forget
Pushing him away and wanting so bad for him to hold on
He was hurt, I was hurt
We had destroyed each other I thought it was the end
I was wrong
There he was again those eyes, sad mysterious eyes
And then came the smile telling me it would all be okay
He saved me, I saved him
I always will and I know, so will he

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