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 Jul 2014 Mariana Nolasco
Vlrey
I'll wrap my hands around your neck
While your lips softly press to mine
Your breathing smells like cigarettes
And your lips were drowned in wine

You'll hold me tight in your arms
While I'm thinking about that nothing's constant
My tears will float your shoulder
But you won't let me suffer
In this pain
You gonna take it all away
And I'll kiss you right back
While praying that I'll never forget
How we met
I sit and watch her bottom lip tremble,
And know that it's my fault.

The pieces that she can't assemble,
Are locked within the vault.

I sit and watch her eyes cloud over,
And have to look away,

She stills calls me her sunshine,
But I blind her with the rain.
She still calls me her sunshine,
Dispite the weathers change.
you write poems
about lost love,
broken hearts,
and failed redemption.

you write tragedies
about lonely nights,
crying minds,
and bleeding gashes of regret.

you write monologues
about voiceless mouths,
venomous words,
and inevitable decay.

you write autobiographies
about faded dreams,
unheard whispers,
and vanishing memories.

you write
about what once was.

and i do, too.

though i doubt your poems are about me
like mine are about you.


(a.m.)
idk.
 Jul 2014 Mariana Nolasco
Creep
I was going to write a poem about you
and what you mean to me,
But then I remembered what you did to me,
And figured you weren't worth the trouble.
 May 2014 Mariana Nolasco
S
No, no, no.
This is so wrong.
You move my hair out of the way,
And place your lips on my neck.
No, no, no.
You touch me,
And I shutter.
No, no, no.
This is wrong, wrong, wrong.
Now you worship me,
You would kiss the ground I step on.
But no, no, no.
This is wrong.
But *******,
It feels right, right, right.
 May 2014 Mariana Nolasco
S
I shake and I shiver
My eyes are covered
Blindness
Tears fall from my eyes
Hot, hot tears
Blood is dripping
It falls from everywhere
My brain is fuzzy
Numb
Oh god, not again
I feel it
The pain in my chest
My heart
The swelling
The aching
Oh god not again
Gravity pulls me towards
The infinite nothing
Of a sad, sad forest
Here I will spend forever
Oh god not again.
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