"cpm" poems
i'm scared to let you hold my hand
because i'm afraid my fingers will miss
the warmth of yours once you leave
i'm scared to kiss you
because i don't want my lips
to only remember the taste of yours
i'm scared to look you in the eyes
because i get lost
and i don't want to lose myself
- CPM
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 9:05 AM UTC
i wanted
to grow
up
too fast
rush things
too fast
and
now
i
dont
know
where
my life
has went
-(cpm)
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
home is not
him, her, & them
home is where
your mind, soul, & heart
connects to make you whole
you are your own home.
your bones are shields.
your smile is the sun
seeping through these
curtains every hour of the day,
and when these days are coming to an end
your garden has already grown
the most beautiful flowers.
to believe home is everything
but yourself is asking for a disaster
to break down the walls
you have been building for years.
home never lies in the hands
of another but your own.
- CPM
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
CPM
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 10:52 PM UTC
i do not live in a world
where i can not
make art
i do not live in a world
where i can not
share my emotions
i do not live in a world
where i can not
create something, anything.
-CPM
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 12:26 AM UTC
I wrote poems that carried so much of my vulnerability, self-love, emptiness, lust, self-destruction, and etc. that I felt all in that time.
I woke up every morning having bad habits that were difficult to let go. It began to be a routine to go on with my day with toxic thoughts, actions and feelings.
Most times, it takes hundredths of poems to heal brokenness. I'm here to say, in that amount of time, you have grown stronger than the last poem you've written. And when you look back at all those words you poured out so effortlessly, you have not realized how much pain you gone through and survived. You are a healing wound, and your body and mind is working wonders without you even knowing every second of the day.
You will wake up one day, feeling exhausted for letting this heaviness weigh you down for so long and you'll realize you're meant to do more than just fall.
- CPM
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 3:27 PM UTC
A part of loving myself meant,
checking
underneath the bed
and the closet
for monsters every night,
and reassure myself
that what’s in there
doesn’t have power over me.
-CPM
Jan 16, 2018
Jan 16, 2018 at 2:54 AM UTC
i have traded my self love
for his i love you
i had no idea i was covering up
his own insecurities with
ever bit of affection and forgiveness i had left.
countless times have i mistaken
his jealousy for thinking i was loved.
i didn't know that jealousy
was a prison he voluntarily stays in.
i didn't know i was already held captive
until he dangled the key right in front of me.
- CPM
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 1:43 AM UTC
i hate that i remember
the taste of your lips against mine
and how i miss those soft sheets
tangled between our bodies
i hate that days have passed
and you haven't pressed
your lips against mine
and your sheets are cold and empty
and when you're tangled
with those sheets all by yourself
you do not even think twice
about the my warmth
- CPM
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
his lies parted my thighs,
filled me,
then left me empty.
-CPM
Jan 16, 2018
Jan 16, 2018 at 2:52 AM UTC
thank you for your love, support, and most importantly your own self growth. the greatest part of writing is creating a community where people know they aren't alone through their hardships. It has been a great year, filled with so much growth. let's continue to write and grow together some more. much love.
- CPM
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 1:55 AM UTC
i have doubted
myself the moment
i allowed you
to pick out the pieces
you did not like about me
i could not see
what i had in store
for myself
because i was too focused
on everything you wanted
me to be
i am not and nor will i ever be
everything you're looking for
and i have allowed myself
to accept that that's okay
i do not need anyone
who can't accept and love
me for me
- CPM
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 10:54 PM UTC
somedays you feel nothing
somedays you feel everything
somedays its both
this pain is quick and slow
im still trying to figure out
how that can be.
-(cpm)
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 7:28 AM UTC
there are people
who will walk right past you,
walk with you,
or stay behind you.
You decide who matters to you.
-CPM
Jan 16, 2018
Jan 16, 2018 at 2:49 AM UTC
I have touched love
with the tips of my fingers
and it took hold of my hand
and all the fear i felt disappeared
when our hands locked.
It was gentle, caring, and soft.
-CPM
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 3:45 PM UTC
i look at you
and i know
i want
the both of us
to become one
-CPM
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC
we have been taught
to color inside the lines
since we were little kids,
so explain to me how do we
continue to stay inside the lines
when life is everything but that.
no wonder we always
find ourselves
close to the edge,
but never really willing to cross
because we fear what would happen
if we did what they told us not to.
-CPM
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
you
were scared
when you held
your first born
in your arms
because you
remembered the absence
of the arms that once held you.
-CPM
Jan 16, 2018
Jan 16, 2018 at 2:46 AM UTC
i keep running towards the sun
but the person i don't want to be
is my shadow.
- CPM
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 12:41 AM UTC
i do not need you
to fill the parts of me
you think are empty
i am mine
and i am more full
than i have ever been
- CPM
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC
some people are just never meant to be part of your story no matter how bad you want them to.
-cpm
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 11:30 AM UTC
your kisses
spoke against
my skin
And told me
I can not live
without you
- CPM
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 4:09 AM UTC
my mind is ready to move on
but my heart only knows how to stay.
-CPM
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 12:29 AM UTC
my body became his pit stop
foolishly, i opened up pieces of me
that he stored shortly
before he left them crumbled
on his night stand
i remember what he said clearly,
lies coated with thick honey
he was sweet only for a second
his words felt like sugar all over me
he always came back for a taste
but I do not taste the same since then
- CPM
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC