Locked in cinder block
Who can lie?
Love’s fucking crazy!
One minute it’s perfect,
Next minute we hate it.
How can you bring out my worst,
And my best?
My triggers pull your triggers,
I go insane - act a mess.
I have heartache and pain,
from our disconnect.
Seems like just yesterday,
I was kissing your neck.
In a solitary cell,
I prayed for you.
Dreamed you’d be tossed in by the CO,
And I’d have my way with you.
But I’ll never tell.
Gotta’ stay away from you.
I get three meals a day,
And I sleep on a cot.
So many hours to think,
What we had - what I lost.
What I threw away,
Acting without thought.
I’ll admit I’m ashamed,
That the one I love best,
Was treated the worst.
It’s my biggest regret.
They say when one door is closed,
Another is open.
Not when locked in cinder block,
Unless you have magic potion.
This goes out to my baby sis
Having haters is a sign of
Your true greatness
Society wont reward homeostasis
to the fake shit
The higher path we choose
We rise above
We transcend all this
And if you see your dreams divided
Like a million stars,
Scribble it out
Burn that shit down
And rise up like a Phoenix
Spiral up and spiral out
Puff on mythical clouds
’Bove inaugural sized crowds
You and I best know
haters only hate themselves
I see you carelessly fly
High above those stuck on the ground
And baby girl, don’t be scared of gravity
It’s keeping us grounded
But our souls are still free
Rainbow energy just dancing around
I got your back
And I know this world can be mean
Believe me when I tell you
That you’ll always be a queen to me.
I know one day you’ll see,
and live all your best dreams.
They say its where the heart is.
Mine must be broken and shattered,
A billion jagged pieces scattered.
Ground into the sand of beaches,
Who’s beauty was blocked by melancholy.
Home is smashed like bottles on the side of the highway,
Leaving tiny puddles of beer residue,
Shards stuck in tire grooves of passing cars.
It’s buried deep like treasure,
but it’s just a dirty secret.
Under murky water where the fish don’t even swim,
And dungeon like basements where few will dare to go.
It’s caked under the front seats of your car,
like that milkshake that spilled and dried up,
The sour smelling stain that nobody can blot away.
Stuck to you like glitter that never comes off.
Ashes pouring out of the fire-ring the morning after a storm.
It’s in all the places that make you cringe,
Because you’re alone,
But know you’re being watched.
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The end to this life of mine.
Today is the day I’m done.
Done with the pain and sorrow.
I wish I had more will to borrow.
I feel all the things I don’t want to feel.
My only regret is the fun we never had.
I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger or held out a bit longer.
It’s an uphill battle and I’m under no impression it will plateau.
I’m saying goodbye and I wish you a great time.
You are gone
Pain now resides
Something is empty inside
Like my heart deflated
I know you are oblivious
I know you cant tell
But im dying over here
Yet through it all
I think of old memories
Faded days, golden days
When we sat together
I didnt care where or when
Or what you said or did
I just wanted to be with you
I loved being with you
I love your smile
How you make me happy
Just by being there
You live right there
Right next door
But the distance there
Is so hard to ignore
I know i made mistakes
Accidentally pushed you away
I said i was sorry
But the damage was made
I never see you anymore
In the same room, but strangers
Different friend groups
You understood me when no one did
You stayed with me when no one did
But you left me when i left
And nothing can make it right
I thought I was failing
I thought that I was falling behind
With everyone watching
To see if I would shine
But it wasn’t true
I was standing as a light
But instead of my mistakes
They saw my strengths
I was a helper
I was a teacher
I was a disciple of Christ
I was an example
To everyone around me
I was a beacon of hope
How I Met My Boyfriend
I haven't yet.
But I have always thought that I will meet him in a library. I'll be browsing through the racks, looking for my next 3 hours of fantasy, and I'll look up and he'll be looking at me. Then he will come say hi, because I am shy and would never do that, and we will bond over Brandon Sanderson and rice crispies.
But who knows? Maybe I'll meet him in a restaurant, or on campus, or in a grocery store.
You never know...
Hello Fellow Human!
The feeling of being noticed is one of the best I have ever felt.
I learned last night that one of my good friends asked me to Homecoming because he knew I had never gone to a school dance and figured that I should have the chance.
Lets just say that I havent stopped smiling since I heard that.
At that dance so many people saw me and said, "ROSEMARY!!!!" Then gave me a huge hug. I was honestly surprised at the amount of people that were so happy to see me.
Me. Little ol' me.
Nerdy, geeky, quiet me.
I think going to that dance last night gave me the closure I needed to finally feel like I am done with High School. I felt distanced from everyone the whole dance. I felt less inhibited, more free then I did while in school.
I dont really know quite where I'm going with this.
Maybe I'm trying to tell people to notice others. Say hi to the shy kid in the halls. Smile at your coworkers. Leave a nice note for the postman.
In a world where you can be anything, be kind.
Or maybe Im trying to say that school dances aren't the yick of all grossness, like I always assumed they were. Don't get me wrong, the music is horrible, but the people are awesome.
Or maybe I'm just trying to make sense of the conflicting emotions in my head.
Or maybe I just want chocolate.