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Post by Guest on Fri May 16, 2014 12:01 am

Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump
The sound of my heartbeat roars in my eardrums.
Someone has a grip on my throat,
but when my hand reaches up to remove the offender that is attacking me,
I find there is no one.
Heat radiates throughout my body,
coursing through my veins,
every limb trapped in a blazing inferno.
My lungs can’t keep up with me.
Shakily inflating and deflating,
balloons being blown up for a child’s birthday party,
only for the air to burst free the second the parent stops for a break.
I force myself to breathe.
Inhale, exhale
Inhale, exhale
Tremoring muscles ache with agony.
I look down at my hand.
It’s laying in the freshly cut green grass,
somebody must have recently mowed it.
My skin tells me that the grass is wet
from the morning dew that is slowly drying as the day moves forward.
I continue breathing,
slowly counting in my head,
Taking time to look around and notice my surroundings.
My eyes glance around,
landing on a tree beside me.
I stare hard at the rough bark.
I wonder how old it is?
What kind of things has it gone through in its life?
Many people don’t consider that trees are living,
just as much as we humans do.
Of course, they cannot speak, they cannot move
They cannot feel pain.
Or so everyone thinks.

Slowly, my hand rises from the grass blanket

that lay across the earth where I’m seated.

Inch by inch,

it creeps towards the tender bark

which protects the tree from the elements of nature.

Time has stopped.

Inhale, exhale

Inhale, exhale

Suddenly, my skin comes in contact with bark.

I leave it there for some time.

Inhale, exhale

Inhale, exhale

A tiny insect crawls over to my hand,

curious of what it is, and why it is there.

Miniscule legs tickle my pale skin,

drawing my focus back to my hand.

My eyes see a beetle-like insect,

with a red shell,

and black spots.

A ladybug,

I realize.

I watch the ladybug closely,

focusing all of my attention onto it,

instead of focusing on my body and racing mind.

The ladybug scatters around my hand and knuckles,

exploring every millimeter of my skin.

Minutes feel like hours,

and suddenly the ladybug is gone.

I try to find where it went, but come up empty-handed.

My focus shifts back to myself

with my little companion gone.

I then realize I am finally calm.

I am safe.


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Post by Guest on Fri May 16, 2014 12:04 am

Two months ago,
you said my hair smelled like flowers.
You would caress my golden blonde strands,
as they sprawled across your thighs
with my head in your lap.
My eyelids were squeezed shut,
trying to memorize the warm cologne
radiating from your skin.
You sang me lullabies and read me poems.
We would lay there together
in your room
laughing and imagining a future together.
We were going to have a garden,
and plant daisies and roses,
because they reminded you of me.

But then you left.
You left when I needed you the most.
Alone and afraid,
I had lost my anchor,
and I was now drowning in the sea.

I saw you again today.
You were taking a walk in the park
by yourself.
I hid, like the coward I am,
praying to God
that your eyes wouldn’t find me.

I watch you for a while.
Alone in thought, you seem lonely.
My mind is flooded.
I am drowning again,
this time in my feelings for you.

But then you walk off of the paved path

into the grass.

There’s a sign that says not to,

but you ignore it like you’ve ignored me.

I watch your feet.

Step, step, step, step

Your feet find soil,

where flowers are growing,

fresh and young,

full of life.

The feet have paused

and I look at your face.

My eyes catch a glimpse of something.

Was that sadness? Regret?

You begin walking again

and my heart shatters in my ribs.

Two months ago,

you said my hair smelled like flowers.

And today I saw you step on a rose.


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Post by Guest on Fri May 16, 2014 12:06 am

It’s always snowing.
A cascade of snowflakes
always surrounds me,
even in the summer and the spring.
Icicles form on my ceiling
and along the window pane,
of which I longingly gaze out of every day,
wishing I could escape from this storm
that has blanketed my heart in thick sheet of ice.
My sister knocks on my bedroom door,
each and every day,
begging me to build a snowman with her.
But I can’t.
I can’t hurt her again.
So in my lonely chamber of isolation,
I tell her to go away,
praying to myself that she knows I don’t mean it.
I’m just trying to protect her.
I miss the days of my youth,

where I was free and careless.

We would play in the empty halls of the castle together,

and she would beg for me to do my magic.

Oh, how she loved my magic.

I fell in love with the wonder and amazement

that swallowed her being

as I waved my hands about

creating flurries and ice all around us.

But one day, I was too careless.

I had hurt her,

the one person that I had felt safe to be myself with.

I could’ve killed her.
I was a monster.

After that day, I’d locked myself in my room.

Days, weeks, months, and years slowly ticked by.

I was afraid,

afraid of the monster I had become.

Why had I been cursed with this magic?

My life has become a relentless snowstorm..

and I’m not sure spring will ever come.


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Post by Sara. on Fri May 16, 2014 12:10 am


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Post by TheQueen on Fri May 16, 2014 12:27 am

i love them  8  7  7  7  7  7

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Post by Guest on Fri May 16, 2014 12:51 am

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Post by janeallheart85 on Fri May 16, 2014 1:13 am

i like the poems meghan,thanks for sharing them with us:)
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Post by fayegranny✮ on Fri May 16, 2014 4:05 pm

very sophisticated, megbear hands
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Post by Hazza on Fri May 16, 2014 4:34 pm

Omg wow these poems are amazing, Meg!

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