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Mandy Rochel Jan 2015
ocean tides
carry sea salt
onto the quiet shore
only to wash it away
(This is deep if you think hard enough)
Mandy Rochel Jan 2015
And I didn't talk to anybody for weeks. I just went through my daily deeds as if they were engraved in my mind and I was programmed on everything I did. I felt like a robot. I mean, I felt nothing after the night I felt everything. I will never understand how one could embrace someone in hatred. I thought his arms were made for loving and I thought the enticing looks he spared me meant something more than my body.
Mandy Rochel Jan 2015
You extinguished my hopes,
and you shattered the bones
protecting my heart. You
single handedly ripped the
breath from my lungs saturating
every atom with your presence.
I suppose though it's okay that
you hurt me because life isn't
always fair. And the ones we
love don't always infatuate
themselves into us in the
alikeness in which we did to
them.
Mandy Rochel Jan 2015
Shards lay amidst the ground
All of this house and not a sound
The screams from my dreams keep me awake
Put down the ******* bottle for ***** sake
You are killing yourself every drop that goes in
This is by far your most damaging sin
You say that when you drink the ***
It lessens the feeling you compare to as numb
Baby I come home and your passed out on the floor
You'd never even know who walked through that door
I grab the bottle right out of your hands
I wake you up and prepare you to stand
You fall to your knees and grasp my bruised feet
I fear it is in hell we will once again meet
Watching you die everyday is not easy on me
Please just get it over with so I can finally sleep
M.R. Poetry
Mandy Rochel Jan 2015
From an innocent age
I have always held an inborn fondness for winter
The way the cold air brought people together inside
And the fact that no snowflake was ever the same.
But as I have increased in age
I have found less redundant things that appeal to me about the Jack Frost season
For I now relate the the way everything freezes over
And you cannot feel the tips of your fingers
And new comfort has been located in the elongated periods of darkness
And I have found a deeper meaning
In the way snow falls, but doesn't always make it to the ground
Dee Oct 2014
Your words pulverized me again and again
I saw each little arrow
that lead me in circles
back to your doorstep,
wanting to reach out, touch you
but was afraid you weren't there,

Did you understand the love we shared
Deeper than the depth of the Pacific,
but the schism of the abyss deepened,
like a cracking Mariana, imploding unto itself,
as I play each scene through my mind
what did I do to make you turn away
I wonder…
it was hard to say
good bye…,

My angel, it has been long, since I saw you
yet whatever little moments that we spent
were blessed pearls in shining oysters,
worn around our hearts
I aver it still hurts to know
you are still there somewhere
How I miss…
the endless, senseless talks
wishing for more of those precious moments,
but life, does it value treasured seconds?
I wonder…
then why is it that
I miss the most…us?

I hope to awaken when the sun comes up
and rubbing my eye, I see the dream crash
see you standing before me
as if you had never left my side.*

The parallel worlds.
My princess, just peep out of the castle window
Do you see that glorious steed?
A knight atop, in his shining armour
Perhaps not…
Since with changed time’s dimensions
I stand on the tor while your castle is in the vale,

Each looking at the other as a mist
Yet still there, where we were…
Nothing has changed, yet there is no constant
The eye of the storm has changed the breeze
The sailboats changing tack, yet on the same course
All a matter of perception…

Look out of your dream and you shall find
Us, standing on the same shore that we last left,
The travels and travails seem to keep us adrift
Bobbing up and down, times tides
Synchronous, dancing to the beat of the waves…



Dee
Debbie Brooks.
Love, sorrow, collaboration

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