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1.1k · Sep 2018
Resentment
Michaela Sep 2018
Resentment,
It really is unfair that I entrench you in despise
But looking in your eyes it's just not cutting through all the lies
The lies I tell myself so I can get by feeling alone
Disconnected
All the ******* time
I'm only reflecting how you make me feel
Difference is mines with itnention while your is innocent still.

The only way I see this isn't through my eyes
But crying everytime I see
Something which you can't make mine

Mine is home
Mine is love
Mine is the effort you got to despite all above.

But the word forget has froze you still
Stuck in care and sweetness
But passion and lust need to be separated my love.
454 · Apr 2018
Rough tides (I)
Michaela Apr 2018
True self
To say the thoughts deep down
If heard no one makes a sound
Alone with you
Myself
You know the tide comes in
The deeper you  inhale,
    so hold your breathe and stay ashore
They ask knowing not to seek truth but accepting the waters  are rough
Uncertain almost
They are the waves that force you under the second they picked  you up,
You always sink more than you rise
Submerged in deep blue waters
I inhale
Seeing only blue, there will be a part two
444 · Jan 2018
When you are here
Michaela Jan 2018
Looking through glass
Disfigured at last
Obscure my view so I do not choose you
Clear mind
Clear head


I love you

You said
These roots do not grow
Entrenched in sorrow
Look through the glass
And you can see tomorrow

I miss you

You said

Looking through glass,
I nodded my head.
When you are not here I'm rational
437 · Sep 2017
Agony
Michaela Sep 2017
Agony

A warm embrace, I met with rivers
Silence
The pain of love I crave
Oceans for days
I am overwhelmed
A touch upon a kingdom. Abandoned
Where are you

                       Here

I fill you up yet it is no gift from god
You are forever empty
I have not been fed.
430 · Sep 2017
Being with you
Michaela Sep 2017
And darling it  aches
Hold me close when this feels like a mistake
Reread the books in hopes to grasp different meanings
Broke the double line to collide with you
This course it is designed for one at a time
Yes we are trying to be aligned
God knows why
We do
Know why
I read
Read
Reading

Speeding
Through the time we hope wil last
Yet memories are ephemeral so are ours
Our loves
Lives
Fleeing
Fleeting
Correct me
Please
Correct me
My path
My love
Me...
wind has blown
Green
Yellow
Red
Dead
We fight only to be in that moment of love
371 · Jan 2018
SurFaCe
Michaela Jan 2018
The echo of your soft sound
muted,
                     there are cars around

Textured surface, I can feel it now
the valleys rise while the soil forms mounds


and here you are now.

Colder than ever but only from warmth

Kiln of my love
for I have found.


My masterpiece
Ceramics, wanting to do it again.
353 · Sep 2017
Set
Michaela Sep 2017
Set
Here in today.                       Now

Live in the presence worry about tomorrow.
Here a gift
Empty

My perception has been tainted with shades other than grey
This sick blame game

arms around me embraced
Help       No escape


If love is so warm it is too much so.
It has boiled my blood
A recipe for what?

Home
This is kind more so a stream line of my thoughts . It's all over the place but that is where my thoughts are at the moment. It's About a relationship and comfort  mainly
339 · Aug 2017
Presence
Michaela Aug 2017
The intensity I crave has never been lit
A flame imagined yet physically I burn
A grasp so longed for, the shivers appear
A passion I feel only near
Rough and far I am torn apart
Put me together only you never took me apart
Grasped I wish
Thought of not
My mind will wonder constantly at heart
I want to be held yet you do not dare
Where was the desire that made me lust
Feel me as if rare
Ephemeral, I do not last
Dreaming again no sleep has passed
I have strummed strings but never been strung
Still longing and wishing for desire to come
326 · Jan 2018
Sleep paralysis
Michaela Jan 2018
Pins and needles
My body sprawled flat in the place we call comfort

Bed

Annoyance greets my features and my face become aged as I scrunch it, I don't like the warmth

It's dry
Reminds me of something

Snaking down my throat I try to scream

Vibrations ripple my body
Breaking the rhythmic waves of pins and needles

Paralysed

Awake

                   Asleep
Awake.      

                  Asleep


God save the



Dream
The reason I'm awake

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