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Apr 2019 · 369
goodnight stranger
Zoe Mae Apr 2019
Each night we go to bed
With sheets made of ice and blankets of lead
Each night we try to sleep
With a wall at our backs built from secrets we keep
Each day we rise and then
We step onto the stage till it's bedtime again
Mar 2019 · 100
For You
Zoe Mae Mar 2019
For you I'd settle down
Maybe a little too low
Drag you to the ground
Drain your spirit slow
            
For you I'd rise above
Maybe a bit too high
Drag you by your love
Then
      drop
you
         from
the
      sky
Feb 2019 · 287
Get off me
Zoe Mae Feb 2019
I can't replace you
I can't erase you
Your prints are burned
Into my skin
The harder I scrub
The more you dig in
Feb 2019 · 161
Silence
Zoe Mae Feb 2019
Eat my silence

Keep my words

Taste the violence

You've incurred
Jan 2019 · 594
Good Intentions
Zoe Mae Jan 2019
I try not to be the bad that happens to good
people
But good intentions seem to be the only good I got
Jan 2019 · 271
Fun
Zoe Mae Jan 2019
Fun
I'm smart enough to admit I don't know everything
But foolish enough to forget everything I know
Jan 2019 · 172
Rip it Up
Zoe Mae Jan 2019
If I could ***** my life onto paper
What would that look like
If I could projectile my being into words
How would it read
If I could splatter myself on canvas
Like the moonlight
Could I finally rip it up
And become me
Jan 2019 · 295
Selfish
Zoe Mae Jan 2019
When I don't answer
There is no question
When I say nothing
Nothing was said
When I'm at ease
There is no tension
When I don't bleed
I can't see red
Jan 2019 · 1.1k
Pain
Zoe Mae Jan 2019
If you've never
loved
And you've never
lost
Then you've never
lived
Jan 2019 · 150
Sieve
Zoe Mae Jan 2019
I'm dying to live
Yet living to die
Like broth through a sieve
The undoing of I
Dec 2018 · 1.2k
Grudge
Zoe Mae Dec 2018
It's true I could never

forget you

That doesn't mean I could ever

forgive you
Dec 2018 · 547
Spotlight
Zoe Mae Dec 2018
A spotlight follows

Wherever I go

But It darkens my path

Instead of making it

Glow
Nov 2018 · 41
No Place
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
Why do I feel so undone
I try hard but I succumb

Howcome I am so defeated
I try but my strength's depleated

Why is it I feel so useless
I try but my bite is toothless

Howcome I do not fit in
I try but can't fake a grin

It seems there is no place for me
Or no place is where I'm meant to be
Nov 2018 · 1.6k
Doll
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
Sometimes I wish I were dead
Or maybe in a box somewhere
You could keep me under the bed
Take me out
Dress me up
Give me air
Sometimes I wish I weren't here
Or maybe in a tree somewhere
You could shake it and I'd appear
Check my pulse
Dust me off
Brush my hair
But most times I wish I were you
Or maybe on the moon somewhere
You could scream till your face turns blue
Bring it on
Do your worst
I won't care
Nov 2018 · 1.8k
Friend
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
They say you should keep your enemies

closer than you keep your friends

Good thing I go to bed with myself every

night
Nov 2018 · 606
Phantom
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
I wish I never met you

I wish I could forget you

I hate saying I regret you

But you hurt me and I let you
Nov 2018 · 402
Broken
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
I won't dangle
I won't sway
I'll make sure it snaps right away
I'd rather break
Than learn to bend
At least I know
How it will end
Nov 2018 · 1.5k
Grab bag
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
I reached into the bag and
Pulled out what I got
They said I had to live with it
Like it or not
It didn't seem fair
But they insisted it was
Life is what your born
I asked why? Just because
They said please go stand
In that line over there
A biped will approach you
Pretending to care
At this point I tossed
My grab back towards the sack
I quipped I'll pass on the offer
And dove into the black
Nov 2018 · 2.0k
Deadly
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
They said my hand is a weapon

Because it's covered in dirt

So put it away

Before someone gets hurt

They claimed my head is a bomb

Cuz they hear it tick tock

So you best just stay put

Instead of risking a walk

They said my tounge is a sword

Quite deadly but small

So I finally agreed

And beheaded them all
Nov 2018 · 119
Hole
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
The only thing you can do

when in a deep dark hole

is look up
Nov 2018 · 747
Save Me
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
You know you don't belong anywhere
when
in a vat of misfit stew you find you're
the only one clinging to the
spoon
Nov 2018 · 114
Sense This
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
You say more with your tone than your

tongue

But it's your silence that I hear the

most

When we touch I can feel you go

numb

How are you so far away yet so

close
Nov 2018 · 796
Finality
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
Death is for the living
Only those lucky enough to see
The next sunrise understand its full Implications
It is final
It is merciful
It is forgotten
Nov 2018 · 613
Hear Me Now
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
Beware the silent woman
The one who doesn't speak
The one who bites her tounge
And poses like she's meek

Although her body's still
And her mouth is stitched up tight
She's using all her will
To muster up a fight

And though her face is ashen
With her eyes fixed on the floor
Her heart is full of passion
And her soul ready to roar

Oh, beware the silent woman
The one you thought you knew
She'll explode at any moment
And leave you deaf when she gets through
Jan 2018 · 1.2k
Idle
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
In idle hours of the night
Chains of worry wrap me tight
Only in sleep is there relief
But like all moments it is brief
Dawn unveils to reveal
What wasted hours never heal
Jan 2018 · 230
Done
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
I tried
I'm spent
I give up
I relent

I quit
I'll just stop
I can't stand
I just flop

I'm broke
I'm a mess
I've no *****
I regress

I've failed
I won't fight
I'm lost
I can't write
Jan 2018 · 176
Insomnia
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
I lay down at night in my bed all alone and my thoughts turn to you
Your bones were worn and your flesh a bit marked, certainly not brand new

And sometimes you creaked as I found my place between your shoulder and your arm
I remember feeling like we were all that exists and that I could never be harmed

Your rhythmic breath soon turned into a roar that rumbled up from the deep
And it comforted me with its familiar sound and lulled me right to sleep

Now as I lay wide eyed on a pillow top that may as well be cement
And crisp new sheets that rough up my skin I wonder where you went

Those days are long gone and I know it's my fault as I toss and turn all night
And a flowering quilt that came out of a box is all that holds me tight
Jan 2018 · 164
Not a Poet
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
Do I have to change in order to get "likes"
Is my style uncool or not expressive enough
Should I write about mountains and wind kissed flowers
Should I write like I read a thesaurus for hours
I admit it gets frustrating to get 500 views
And out of all that maybe 10 "likes" or few
Maybe I should write about love and falling trees
Maybe I should write like I would never speak
To me poems should be appeasing to the brain and the ear
Instead of sounding like a wannabe Shakespeare
I am who I am and I'll continue to write
But not about misty dawns or the pale moonlight
Jan 2018 · 1.4k
Frailty
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
My skin is transparent
My heart made of glass
My lungs are construction Paper
Not built to last

My bones are just straw
My veins merely string
My spine is a willow branch
That can't hold up a thing

My brain is a flower
My nerves are pure ice
My soul is a memory
Caught in a vice
Jan 2018 · 210
I'm Right Here
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
I'm right here but you can't see me
The truth is you don't want to
The truth is if you looked closely
You'd see nothing but contempt

I'm speaking but you don't hear me
The truth is you don't have to
The truth is if you listened
You'd hear nothing but dissent

I'm faking it but you won't notice
The truth is you never do
The truth is if you paid attention
You'd see my feelings are quite spent

I'm unhappy but you can't sense it
The truth is it wouldn't suit you
The truth is if you really cared for me
You would see my discontent
Jan 2018 · 283
Affliction
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
If you stare too long I'll disappear
Rub my skin hard and I go numb
Speak too loud and I won't hear
Come ******* nothing with your tounge
Inhale deep and smell my fear
Then like all others turn and run
Jan 2018 · 981
Sleep Tight
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
I wish you'd go away
I'm tired of your voice
I hear it night and day
As though I have no choice
It's been over a year
Since I last saw your face
You looked just like a deer
But I was froze in place
I'm sure you've since moved on
While I dribble out this trite
And my voice is long gone
Like a black cat in the night
Jan 2018 · 9.3k
Coffin in the Sky
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
Why am I always afraid
I can't figure why
Is it cuz this bed I've made
Feels like a coffin in the sky

Floating over crowds alone
I never feel connected
This place doesn't seem like home
And I always get rejected

I may look human just like you
With two legs underneath
Two arms that don't know what to do
Wrapped round me like a sheath

A mouth that opens, words come out
Sometimes in a faint whisper
Other times I scream and shout
In the mirror at my sister

Two eyes that blink but do not see
A nose that does not smell
A feeling I'm not meant to be
And that this must be hell

If so then why is no one here
And I'm the only one
I feel my heart swollen with fear
And I just turn and run

Why am I always afraid
I just don't know why
Is it cuz this bed I've made's
My coffin in the sky
Jan 2018 · 275
Target Shooting
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
So we find ourselves here again
Lost for words and looking in
Never quite knowing our place
Not recognizing our own face

I see the razor on the glass
I don't even have to ask
Do you think that it will numb the pain
Or maybe somewhat ease the strain

They placed the apple on our heads
Sure their aim had seen better days
Ya we'll be happy once we're dead
But still it could take years...

Is this where we thought we'd be
Hating you and loathing me
I see the needle on the floor
I don't question anymore

I wish I could have known my fate
Way before it was too late
Not sure I'd done a thing to change
Seems our lives were pre-arranged

They placed the apple on our heads
Sure their aim had seen better days
They'll make us famous once we're dead
But still it could take years...
Wrote this when I was an active addict. No one likes it but it's one of my favorites. Most of my poems are songs.
Jan 2018 · 222
Under the Belly
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
I latched onto the beast as it took off with a pounce
And I gave all I had pound for pound ounce for ounce
And just as I thought I had reached the beast's head
I looked up and was under the belly instead
Jan 2018 · 1.2k
Red Tide
Zoe Mae Jan 2018
Shapeless like a monster in the sky
Tilted like a glass eye
Howling like a creature at the moon
Reaching for my spoon

All I ever wanted
Was to be a silver bride
And to hope he doesn't notice
The dead girl at his side
All I ever needed
Was the will to be baptized
So they could rinse me of my failures
In the waves of a red tide

Faceless like a stranger in the night
Clutching my heart tight
Hiding like a vampire from the sun
Reaching for my gun

All I ever wanted
Was to be a purple bride
And we could have the little funeral
On a crumbling mountainside
All I ever needed
Was the will to be chastised
Then I could wash away my suffering
In the waves of a red tide

— The End —