Maggie: Favorites

Sep 2017 Maggie

Sprkinthedrk

i used to be
afraid of death
isn't that funny
because now
i like killing myself
i like the feeling of
being torn apart by
other people's opinions
i beg them to tell the truth
even when i know
it's not what i want to hear
tell me
tell me you liked my hair longer
before i cut it short
tell me
tell me i'm too skinny
that i should put on some weight
tell me
tell me you're shocked
tell me i should know these basic things
i want the truth
not a sugar coating
and i don't exactly want it to hurt
but i'm starting to think
it is better than nothing

Sep 2017 Maggie

Untitled

Sep 2017 Maggie

trashcanpoetry

Untitled

i fell in love with
the way you put your
pen to paper
so smooth, carelessly
and still so thoughtful

i fell in love with
the way you
looked at me when
you were around
your friends
it’s like im the only person there

i fell in love
when you ran to hug me
when the shooting was mid chaos
i was so afraid
but your arms were
radiating comfort

i fell out of love
when you brought
your girlfriend to the dorm
for the weekend
and she got all of
my attention

i fell out of love
because there was
never any love to give

for my freshman year love.

#love #fakelove #college #dorm #crush #girlfriend #chaos #fell

Aug 2017 Maggie

footsteps of a dream

Aug 2017 Maggie

Akira Chinen

footsteps of a dream

She disappeared with the black spot
that crossed the sun
and left behind footsteps of a dream
made of velvet and fire
and I could still feel the earth and soil
of her poetry echoing between
the outline of her ghost
and the curve of her smile
she left in the shadow of the moon
and I could hear her heart beating
in the far distant woods
of the stars drunk in sky
from the envy they felt
of her sensual skin glistening
in the mist and memory of oceans uncharted
and shores where sin and love
we free to embrace
without guilt or shame
and I wondered where her name had gone
and how her lips would taste
and what could have been
if I had traveled beyond
the love for the words she wrote
in fire and velvet
still burning in the footprints
she left behind in a dream

Aug 2017 Maggie

IT HAS BEEN A WHILE

Aug 2017 Maggie

Lia

IT HAS BEEN A WHILE

Guess what? Summer is over, and so are we
It has been a while since the last time you were lying next to me
There was this one night when I felt the slightest pinch of hurt,
I kind of miss you but not the times you treated me like dirt.

When I bumped into you I wanted to say, “Hi. How are you? It has been a while..”
But rather I just gave you a nod while wearing my brightest smile,
You walked away from us, and so did I
But I can’t pretend that I don’t want to know the reason why.

And it has been a while since I wrote about anything,
Just around the corner, I witness you start your new fling
So it triggered my thoughts that have been at bay
Yet I’m stuck right here with almost nothing to say.

Amidst the confusion, I’m all good now.
Best to end your show, go on and take a bow.
I recount our story filled with misery with considerable bile
You are my last love and it makes no sense because it has been a while.

Aug 2017 Maggie

the places you'll go.

Aug 2017 Maggie

kyle

the places you'll go.

in the moment, it's like a motel bedroom with no furnishings, a blanketed inexistence, like backroom deals,
hands shake, exchanges made,
players in a game that you'd think no one ever played.

in that moment, it was a garage with trash filled floors, crusted couches, a blanket and maybe a thrill,
memories fade, so they say,
but who's to blame when some memories decide to stay?

distances that may never be traveled again.

Aug 2017 Maggie

weight

Aug 2017 Maggie

kyle

weight

there were spaces where there should have been dots,
a million things since but thickening the plot,
distance between bodies,
mighty oceans of memories,
the weight of our world was more than the weight of your words.

the good days are gone, but at least i'm moving on.

Aug 2017 Maggie

nosebleed nonsense

Aug 2017 Maggie

sam plunk

nosebleed nonsense

rotting away, limb by limb
"how come you never talk?"
no one's listening
"but you're liked and loved"
and still I feel so alone
a kingdom to myself
isn't a place to call home
the trees are mad
ripping apart their hair
lifelessly laying, a shortage of air
the birds are glaring ominously
at me, a biased perception or reality?
animals are limping, moaning for love
while cupid's head dangles inside of my tub
I'll show you my hands, indeed they are red
guilty I'm not, only sick in the head

I miss you, mb.

#love #fear #loneliness #isolation #sickness #bleak

Aug 2017 Maggie

Cycles

Aug 2017 Maggie

Aspen Trimble

Cycles

Each end,
And every beginning,
Are tied together in a loop,
Like the strings of infinity.
Our hearts beat together
In the web of existence
So long we last
Even in the eyes of pestilence.
The mortality of humans
Adds to the immorality of life
Every emotion lives on
Every tear, every strife.
Life is more than the pumping of blood
The alive do not all live
And how gone are the dead
When their stories are still said?