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chels May 2013
The last time I saw you,
You taught me that people
are still afraid of the way
their shadows
look
chels May 2013
You asked me why I was sorry.
I said

I'm sorry,
because of the way the sun shines in your eyes when you're driving in the morning.
I'm sorry,
because of that one time I tripped on the museum steps and skinned my knee.
I'm sorry,
because I just am.

You asked me why I hate myself.
I said

I hate myself,
because of the way my eyelashes fall out so quickly.
I hate myself,
because of that one time I said that stupid thing.
All of those times I said those stupid things.
All of those times I did those stupid things.
I hate myself,
because I just do.

You asked me why I loved you.
I said

I love you,
because of the way your smell always helps me get to sleep.
I love you,
because of the way the ridges in your fingerprints feel against my cheek.
I love you,
because I just do.
chels May 2013
Always out of it.
The loop.
Can't keep friends,
Can't make friends.
All I can do is make people mix tapes
And hope they like them enough to stay.

Not what people want.
I'm too angry,
Sad,
Confused.
Annoying.
chels May 2013
My ears keep popping every time I swallow.
There are rolling green hills with tiny winding backroads,
Small houses dotting the land like the freckles on your face.
There is fog, slowly swimming through the trees.
The blue mountains on the horizon are calling my name.
I think I am home.
chels May 2013
I am your favorite flavor of ice cream;
Melting.

Sliding down your fingers,
Dripping down your palm;
I am your favorite flavor of ice cream,
In a chocolate dipped waffle cone.

Dripping,
Falling,
Melting,
Slipping.
Kissing every inch of your skin I can reach;
Please do not wipe me away before I dance on your wrists,
Because no one ever showed you that scars can be beautiful.

I long to kiss your wrists because I know that no one ever has.
chels May 2013
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I am the rock in your shoe.
chels May 2013
With a warm hug,
and a soothing embrace,
it says

"It is okay to cry here,
because no one can hear you."

it says

"It is okay to hide here,
because no one can find you."

As you sink to your knees,
and wrap your arms around your body,
it says

"It is okay,
because your mother loves you.
She was just upset, because
she doesn't want to watch her baby grow up."

it says

"It is okay if you don't wash yourself
because no matter what happens,
you'll walk out of here clean.
Don't be afraid to stand up,
because the world
is not as scary
as it may seem."
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