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Xiomara Garcia Apr 2014
What is sanity?The only time my head is rational is when the smoke floats out through my parted lips,placing me into another realm.When the pipe is gone I'm thrown into a world of chaos and worry.A world where I'm too scared to take a step out my front door.I guess not all of us are cut out to be normal.
Xiomara Garcia Mar 2014
In the fall,a boy of sunshine ruled my world,
Held me in the deepest of night,squeezing and squeezing
Leaving me purple and blue.
He wanted me to himself along with all the marks and scars.
My friends said GO!I thought the marks were all out of love.

In the winter,a tall elegant tree waltzed into my life.
We sneaked around till dawn;always deep into the night .
It was romantic,"forbidden love" I always called it.
He held me down and did everything against my will.
"I'm pleasing him",I always thought as he forced himself into me.
My friends threatened and told me to run.I didn't know any better.

In spring ,the muscular definition of a man swept me off my feet.
He spoke in song and left me letters in every class.
I was always on his arm while she was in his thoughts.
On a cold rainy day my world collapsed as he kissed her in the falling rain.
My friends thought he was perfect.I lost the definition of love.

In the summer,a mysterious shadow with twinkling stars for eyes crept up behind me.
He showed me the world and shared his soul.
He held me when my world was in havoc and put me back together with kisses and love.
My life became a dreamy fairy tale as he slipped the ring onto my finger.
My friends yelled Stay!HE'S THE ONE.Love had no definition until I met him.
Xiomara Garcia Mar 2014
The world is sorrow and pain dancing in a masquerade of smiles.

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