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Sydney Marie Sep 2014
Towers as high as I am when my fingers touch yours. The rush of people and mumbles of complete strangers talking to one another like rain talks to cement. The new eyes locking on mine, smiles with glowing teeth hiding behind pale skin.
The lights, the cars, the noises, the new surroundings.
It makes me think,

why didn't I leave home sooner?
Sydney Marie Feb 2015
a boy once told me i could not love

years went by

and suddenly i believed it
Try
Sydney Marie Sep 2014
Try
You turn left and right,  
you're on the right path you know it too.
Your feet know it.
You try to ignore all the sensations and vibes that you know come all at once like the wind. It happens less then a few times but those are the times that that left and right seem so beyond impossible to follow.

You
try
and
try

to ignore it.
You
try
and
try

to shove it farther down into you.
You
try
and
try

to blame it on something else.
You
try
and
try

to inflict it.

You try and nothing works.
Two
Sydney Marie Apr 2014
Two
Two is better than one.
This is why humans are born with;

Two feet to walk us through the obstacles of life.
Two legs to hold the weight of ourselves through the lowest of times.
Two arms to carry those who need our help.
Two hands to treasure the littlest things in our life with such care.


But we were only given one heart and one mind, to find the second in someone who we find just as perfect as our true self.
Sydney Marie Apr 2015
I'm done crying,
but my mind has not.

It's writhing in pain and misery,
but my heart has stopped.
Sydney Marie Sep 2014
Every muscle frozen and stiff,
I can't.
Getting up and turning over,
I can't.

I don't know how much more of this sickness can take over,
I can't.
Getting up and turning over,
I can't.

Work is impossible.
Life is impossible.
I am impossible.

This sickness is winning,
I can't.
This sickness is winning,
*I can't win.
Us
Sydney Marie Apr 2015
Us
The only part
I like about
fighting with you
is loving you

afterwords...
Sydney Marie Sep 2014
The strength of an object,
to the biggest and back to the smallest,
to put the flesh of the innocent between its grips.
The devil on one side,
the angel on the other,
both saying what you need hear. The burning sensation you feel in the midst of trying to attempt what needs to be done.
From the biggest and sharpest to the smallest and simplest.
The bigger doesn't mean better,
but finding a new vice is always better.
Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to leave another mark on my skin canvas.
Sydney Marie Apr 2014
Not one but two, it gives you the diversity and creates that possible outcome that no one will understand.
To you it's clear, it has a reason, only to make you happy.
When you see it you know it.
You get lost in perfect stillness.
It all makes sense when you can't let go.
When you look you see exactly what you need to see.
Look deeper and you see what they want you too see.
Inflection is the strongest feeling.
When I look, I see what no one else will or can but it's perfect.
I don't want them seeing what I see.

Otherwise it wont be as special  as it is.
Sydney Marie Apr 2014
It will never stop happening, turning a shoulder.
Left then right
It feels like cement blocks, it paralyzes you and so it should.
When you find something that amazing, that just simply words will never describe.
It will never be easy when you turn.
Your heart kicks you back.
It's stronger than anything.
Incredibly, it will always over power and see over anything.
Left then right
You can't do it, that's why it's only until next time.
Sydney Marie Jul 2015
someone who gives
a care
about something,
about anything
Sydney Marie Sep 2015
Ive become
this permifried *****
this unintelligent underachiever
this messy mistake
The drugs in me now are nothing compared to what you did to me
Sydney Marie Apr 2014
Was it yesterday we touched and fell in love?
There were no arguments, no silences.
We cared enough to listen to each others words.
Now that time is gone, when we held hands and had our dreams.
I am only sorry there were some that did not see us like that.
To see how happy we were then.
For when they see us now, the way we have become;
I know they wonder.
To my beloved Grandma, I'll always be your palomino.
Sydney Marie May 2016
using big words to
make you
sound smart,

isn't smart
Sydney Marie Jun 2015
THIS* isn't for YOU
THIS isn't for ME

THIS is for
my eyes

THIS is for
my ears

to understand
You
Sydney Marie Mar 2017
You
i dont miss you...
                      
i miss the...
                                   *idea...

                                   *of you...
You
Sydney Marie Dec 2014
You
i lost the love of my life
to the east coast shore
now,
to only have the pain
of a thousand heart breaks
trying to move on

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