gold rose

A gold rose is shiny and cold Frozen in beauty, stunned in her growth Stiff in her posture, unable to slouch Torn from her roots, her home in the ground Displayed in a window, she watches them stare She dreams to be free, breathing the fresh air They gaze in awe at the beauty she…

shell

i’m living in a shell of a house sometimes i think the neighbors can hear my shouts the walls are made of paper, as thin as my patience i’m trapped in this cage, no hope of escaping police sirens roar and dogs beg for love the street is worn down; the sky’s grey above the…

the endless road

I’m lost and left wandering through the endless streets of my mind Sleep escapes me every night at the thought of what I might find What’s hidden under the smiles and hard fronts of a fence I’ve perfected on the outside I’ve risen above the monstrous waves of the pain that you left behind Gulped…

a flower in a field of grass

A flower risen in a field of grass has been stepped on but is still standing tall. Often when people walk they don’t watch where they’re stepping. They either aren’t paying attention, or they don’t care to look. But that flower that has been stepped on is still risen and is still just as beautiful….

the oozing of my heart and mind

I know I have a beautiful soul. I know because I hold undeniable love inside of me. I know because when I look up at the night sky sprinkled with bright stars millions of miles away, my soul burns with a fire of connection. I feel free. I feel as though I could do anything…

a flower deserves to be watered, not plucked

A girl with a kind soul and heart isn’t meant to be someone’s toy. She isn’t meant to be picked up whenever he needs company. She isn’t there to reassure him he’s attractive and wanted. She isn’t there waiting whenever he wants to come by at 2 am. She isn’t there to be his listening…

seduction of the ocean

We meet again. Somehow every time I’m in your presence I feel calm, relieved, free. I am an audience to your beauty. I watch as you crash into the shore and pull back into yourself. I want to walk into you, as you fill my clothes and soak my body. I want to walk until…

letting go

continuing a facade of normalcy my tears have seemed to dry but my heart is still in agony longing for you but my brain is saying: stay away it’s going to be okay… our lungs will help you breath and time will heal the pain – thank you for reading ❤️ M