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Samantha Dietz Dec 2020
Neon light bounce off your eyes
Frames cast shadows on your face
I watch you talk, and I smile
Music plays loudly in this place
I drown it out with such an ease
Hearing your voice as clear as day
Can't believe you're looking at me
Sometimes I don't know what to say
But today, I know, I'm the lucky one
The one you've chosen to spend your time with
We go out and everyone is looking at
A style and class that is timeless
You are kind, you are honest, and good
The kind of man everyone wants to be
Women fawn and stare, as they should
I'm so thankful that you've chosen me
I keep rewriting this and I hate every edit so here it is
unfinished and imperfect but
whatever

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Samantha Dietz Dec 2020
I'm a popular monster
I make you feel insane
Take all these dark thoughts
and place them in your brain
Play them on repeat
until fully ingrained
Already a part of you
Soon you will have no say
Try not to hurt anyone
so you push them away
Cry about it later
call and beg them all to stay
Never leave your house
then go online and complain
Toxic validation
from those who only know your name
You're a popular monster
They all think you're insane
They laugh at all your updates
They think it's all a game
Projecting sense of humor
when you're really filled with rage
Numb yourself by scrolling
you just want to feel okay
Say something real, they ignore it
your honesty goes to waste
So you return to performing
This platform is your stage
I'm a popular monster
I'll keep posting from your grave
Samantha Dietz Nov 2020
Aerosmith on vinyl
Your hand on my throat
Listen to Toys In The Attic
I'll be your toy, Make me choke
Kiss me ever so softly
While your lips tell me jokes
Send chills down my spine
When I smell your cologne

Show me your favorite songs
Tell me your crazy stories
I want to know who you are
I just want you to do adore me
Look through my eyes to my soul
Hands all over my body
Steal the air from my lungs
I swear you're killing me softly
Monday, November 23rd, 2020
Samantha Dietz Nov 2020
He kissed me, laying on the hood of my car. It rained on his back and in my hair as he looked down from on top of me. I felt peace in his eyes, a trust.

November 11th 2020, 4:08 AM
Samantha Dietz Aug 2019
You made me want to write again
Gave me the strength to fight against
the demons that are so obsessed
With keeping me down and depressed

I can't express the copious
amount of thoughts stuck in my head
These feelings need to be addressed
I'm drowning in my own suspense

Said, "Baby use those pretty words"
My lips are sealed shut with a smirk
I hide my fears behind my quirks
Ripping a mask off ******* hurts

You ease the pain with patient eyes
Your kisses help to catalyze
the deconstruction of disguise
My secrets are your greatest prize

My walls begin to crumble down
I hear the bricks break on the ground
It shakes my soul, I love the sound
We can rebuild together now
Samantha Dietz Aug 2018
We grew together, all the while I was blind to how much I loved you, as I could not yet love myself enough to see I could maybe deserve you. I was just a chipmunk cheeked girl with no stability. But you loved me, from my fresh face to the too-thick black eyeliner. From the white lace of innocence to the black leather of wickedness. Yes, you loved me, from my long brown hair to the short bleached cut when I lost myself. I nearly lost myself. But year after year after year you stood by me, a kind stranger on a bystreet, watching quietly. Knowing better than to jump inside my psyche. I was ravaged and turned savage at such a young age, I needed to grow up and uncage all that unhealthy rage. They say love is patient, and you loved me. Fully. From my sweatpants to my fishnets, and now it makes sense. And you know me, almost better than I think I might know myself. You have seen the worst sides of myself and you are here, after so many years, we could have forgotten about each other. We could have forgotten about each other. But now, after being so blind for so long, I kiss you in my dreams. I wake up with goosebumps, and a hollow feeling in my chest as I long for the way that you feel with your arms wrapped around me, like a snake. I cannot breathe, you have swept me off of my feet. You loved me, from my oversized flannel shirts to my knee high socks. And I loved you from your tie dye shirts to your long soft locks. I was crazy, and I still am, but in a way that I'm sure only you can understand. I love the sound of your laugh and the way that you speak, the way you smile with the corners of your mouth turned up, rarely ever showing your teeth. So please love me, do not lose your sight as I once lost mine because it is so lonely in this world when you go blind to who really loves you.
Samantha Dietz Oct 2016
two o'clock in the morning
your eyes glow against the moon
who would have know that i
would fall so hard, so soon?

three o'clock in the morning
whiskey and a cigarette
there stood a sweet young couple
who looked a bit upset

four o'clock in the morning
the music is winding down
everyone is sleeping
not a soul makes a sound

five o'clock in the morning
she refuses to tell him goodbye
as soon as that car leaves the lot
she feels like she is going to die

six o'clock in the morning
the smell of coffee is bold
she's making banana pancakes
for two, though alone and cold

seven o'clock in the morning
she saw him in her dreams that night
it crippled her upon waking
she almost forgot his beautiful eyes

eight o'clock in the morning
he needed to hear her voice
the only thing that could calm him
so he was left with little choice

nine o'clock in the morning
she watched the sunrise and cried
he had absolutely no idea
her denial of love was a lie
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