Do you want me whole
Or just in parts
I can give you my love a la carte
Maybe I’m easier to digest in pieces
Swallow down your pride
And let your thoughts be free
Your heart doesn’t have to hide
From me
I won’t break it
There are moments we share that mean
Everything to me
Maybe I’m not your best
Or “the one”
Maybe I’m just a lot of fun
What we have doesn’t have to be forever
I just want to share our time together
In peace and not war
Not asking for more
Just mutual trust and respect
So I can leave my insecurities at the door
                                                  -kmarie

I confess to you and only you, lady moon highest in the sky, to take my fears and insecurities and keep them with you throughout your path in the night sky. For when Daybreak comes, those fears I hold close to me will be protected from the burning light of the sun. For when Daybreak comes, the secrets I've shared with you will be shielded and safe under the dim light of your moonbeams. For when Daybreak comes, Nobody but you and I will know of the secrets I've kept with you.

Insecure
Unable to rationalize
Feeling like every word
You say is half truth and some lies
Sigh
And I have to let it go
Nothing matters to you
So why do I care
I try not to
Nor do I dare
Say how I feel
Anymore
Nothing matters
Just trying not to fall again
But I keep tripping
Falling
Picking myself back up
Reminding myself not to care
But then you’re there...
and I, I just can’t help myself
To fall for you against my better judgement
And then the insecurities
All the lies I tell myself
Keep knocking me down
Dragging me around
But I do it for you, because you add to my happy
Why am I sad?
You’ll probably be mad when you find
What goes on in my mind
But it’s ok, because it doesn’t matter
Nothing does
Yet here I am writing words

A stained-white pearl
Shines sky-blue light
As dark-red mist
Its beauty hides

Howling winds clears way for my gaze
Seeing I to I

"What do you look like without your makeup?"

Like a grown child.

Why?

What do you look like without your mask?

a part of me,
the part that's good at biting its tongue,
wants these wounds to
bleed silently

but, I choose to live
a life clothed in white cloth
and let the stains scream louder
than the one trapped in my throat.

they adorn my body
with the stories of my
creation, a divine *******
clung upon my skin.

I have no bluff
no cards up my sleeve.
I only hope that in brazen openness
they will pity me.

flowers bloom
and beguile the hungry bees
to come and taste,
lest their stories die with them.

so too,
I stand here draped in bloodied white
praying to God that someone
will find something worthy.

When I awake,
Will you be there,
Be lying by my side?

Or will I be alone,
Alone again,
Like all those other nights?

Will the sheets next to me be warm
Or will they be cold like you?
Will you be there, finally,
With the love that’s overdue?