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That night
That night you walked a few feet away from the others, knowing I would follow you
Knowing when I did we would be entirely alone
Just the two of us
I don't remember what we talked about
All I can remember is the feeling of your lips on mine
You kissed me that night
You kissed me so out of the blue
So out of nowhere
With such a hunger and need like you couldn't stop yourself from doing it
My eyes closed as our lips collided for the first time in months as if no time had passed
It all happened so fast I could feel my eyes widen in surprise when you pulled away
The shock that filled my body when you took the opportunity to kiss me
Not knowing how I'd react
And still doing it anyway
As if you would never get another chance
I could feel the involuntary smile too
The same one that appears everytime I replay that night
I replay it more than I'd ever admit
I can't get it out of my head and I probably blush every damn time
The night you kissed me
The memory repeats itself over and over
My mind went completely blank and I just looked at you
You told me I was blushing
I told you that it was too dark for you to tell if I was
I wonder if you knew I wanted to kiss you
I wonder if you knew I thought about doing it the entire time we were together that night
How badly I wanted to
I was too scared to do it
But you weren't
You let the love you had for me bubble over
And suddenly it didn't matter if it was wrong
Because how could it be wrong
When it felt so right
I love you, you know
I love when you kiss me in public
I love when you show me off and love me loudly
you do not care who sees
You do not care what any of them think
Or what they might say
Your focus is entirely on me
And I love it
I love how you always hold my hand when we are walking
You tell me I'm pretty even when I do not know how to respond
I love that you are so sure about me
I love that we have let each other go and yet we still came back to one another
It means it's real
That you could see how bad I self sabotage my own happiness
And how want me anyway
And chose me anyway
You have picked me over all the other girls you may have liked before
I love it
And I love you
Even if I do not know how to say itI hope you know it deep down
I love you
I love us
emily dickinson. she gets it.
i just want to help people. if i cannot help people then how will i help myself? helping people, helps me. it makes me think less about myself and also makes me feel a little better about myself because i'm helping someone. but also how will i help others if i cannot even help myself? really, it's an endless loop. in the end i will always pick the selfless option. help someone else's heart. i shall not live in vain. maybe one day some one will come around and mend my heart. as i have done for others.
｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 - nina's book nook ﾟ･｡･ﾟ
Callow In Nature, It’s Who I Am
blending my tears with the shower rain
callow in nature, it’s who I am
while my room feels like a casket
where I rot in day and night
a reflection of my mind, of my thoughts
I wither away with the tunes
Swallow my name, burning in the bed I made
Pretend I’m a phoenix, I rise from the ashes of my laments
Wingspan the size of the amount of my tortured convictions
But then again the dream has to end
As smoke begins to fill my lungs
And the ashes begin to stain my legs
Carbon filled walls, so many locked doors
I wave goodbye, the dreamland
The wingspan shrinks as the size of a birds heart
Carefully coming back to the ice cold bed they made me to lay
I wish I knew better, next time, maybe
later
today?
The Consumption of Love
The consumption of love
it gets tiring
I’ve become obsessed with
trying
to make you love me
to make you see me
the need to be loved
not wanted, not desire
to be loved
not by anyone else
but you.
Albert
Reading the wise words of Albert
Eating clementines in the garden
His vision of the world, much like mine
90 years of no change
What a crime
In solitude as I am, he was
The world as he saw it
A gift to my own mind
Living in the land of the mysterious
Wonderland state of mind
Eyes bright like christmas lights
Tie to you by the sympathy of our hearts
Kindness, beauty and truth
A guiding light
Albert, I thank you for your unique mind.
Paper Thoughts
The paper does not judge
The paper does not seek
It absorbes the ink
It makes it travel through lines and lines of woodcuts
telling stories, truths, lies, myths of the holders mind
it won’t shrink at your tears
it won’t joke at your laugh
it won’t make you feel anything
it will just let you be right
your stories
your truth
your lies
it doesn’t know better
it doesn’t know worst
it’s just simply yours
no one will know
no one to show
the paper won’t judge a single word.
Look at me Mom, I’m big now
The best kind of growth is of the mind, of the spirit
The kind that shapes the heart, fuels the soul, and sets the imagination free
Not everyone will get there
Some stay as small as an ant
And as weak as a fallen, dried up leave
How to achieve the growth of the soul?
It’s a solo road
Connection is key, but too much can ruin it
Words, good ones
Mirror time, look right?
Religion
Beliefs systems
Morals
Weapons
Love
Friendship
Life
Eternally searching
Getting older, wrinkles, gray hair
Time
So much time
Patience
Disappointments
Life.
modus operandi
It’s all I do
I write
I write
I write
and I think too much
Musing in blue
Collecting dust in my cerebrum
no métier to rely on
folios fulfilling their tasks
notes app
ink stained fingers
Crystal clear water glass
Musing ceaselessly
A way of life.
Hey You!
Hey you!
Take a look at the moon
silver shine
soft light
Hey you!
Do you know who I am?
no one yet
will you get to know me right?
Can we talk about tomorrow, while we forget yesterday?
In the darkness of the hour
in the park, in the shed
Hey you!
I love you
Is all I been wanting to say.
It’s Time to Get Happy
Remember when you were young?
You prayed to shine just like the sun
But now, where does your mind lay?
Turning off for nothing
You try to rearrange it, but end up going insane
You change your hair and your smile
As it slowly fades away
A world burning outside your door
We all can feel the heat
The flames reaching you
But, you know you can’t contain yourself forever
Kaleidoscope eyes
Golden heart
Diamonds for teeth
Chocolate dripping from your hair
Honey scented
You walk through the snow with a beaming smile
Even when you’re smiling, we can hear your sights
Tired of trying
Looking at the weakness in the skies
A reflection of your heart
You keep on trying to break free
As the worms eat into your brain
And all you can say is “You got to go someday”
Months past
April
May
Now, July
How in God’s name did you survive?
That fragile Capricorn
The softness of your Cancer
Mistaken your kindness for weakness
As the snow that falls from the skies
Chill wind through your soul
Grown with curiosity
Watching as the skies get light
While writing your poetry
It’s time to get happy
Because nothing last forever
Only your love could ever
And with the “Slow, graceful flow of age”
Doing it for fun and for free
Peace in the quiet nights
No disturbance of silence
You are finally free.
“Nurture the Wounds” poetry album by Marlene. Out March 8th, 2024. On all streaming platforms.
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I am unique, but I am not different
I am separate, but I fit in
I have my own views, but I am not ignorant
I am not too curvy, but I am not too thin
I am not too quiet, but never have I shouted
I am who they want me to be, but I cannot conform
I am compared over and over, I am constantly doubted
I am not allowed to over express myself, yet I am expected to perform
They boo and they cheer
I cry and I sneer
They beg and they demand
I conform although I do not understand
I do not know what more they desire
I do not know what less they need
I do not know how to put out this fire
I do not know how much now remains still me
It spreads and it burns
No matter how much I fight, it always returns
And I yearn, and I yearn, and I yearn
But deep inside I’ve always known
That in attempts to reach their impossible throne
I will inevitably be left alone
They think they know me
They think they can control who I will turn out to be
They think that eventually they’ll find the pearl
If they can pressure me into the role of that perfect teenage girl
MALADAPTIVNÍ MECHANICKÝ POMERANČ
Kapiláry, řezání, korálky krve, nejrannější, do temna
Na dně Tartaru
Se dívám na vlastní kapiláry,
korálky krve kolem zápěstí
Náramek, který nosilo moje malý já
Jako groteskní princezna...
Mám vedle sebe poházený lahve od vína
A modřiny na sněhobílých stehnech
Nahmatám vedle sebe cigaretu
Zapálím si vlasy a řeknu
„To byl zase den...”
Na dně Tartaru mám dětský pokojíček
Usínám v plesových šatech
Pod vlivem Rohypnolu a levnýho alkoholu
Potácím se místy, který pak nepoznávám
Město se mění
Město
Na jehož ulice lze navěšet fáze dezintegrace vlastního já.
Na dně Tartaru je se mnou Sirius
Sedíme na zemi vedle sebe a pijeme kradený pivo
Potom vytáhne nůž a po(d)řeže mě
A jeho vlčí čelisti stisknou můj krk
A já mu za to poděkuju...
blaze
all i had, i used.
my strenght to light the flame of a candel in this hole of my heart.
all i had, i spent.
time crashes me angrily with bare knuckles and no sight of softness in it's eyes.
all i had, i gave.
good luck chewing from my bones
that's my treat for you,
thank u for devouring my sorry soul.
all i had, he takes.
when the forest is burning please bring a rose in the meantime,
the land is mine but i feel nothing belongs to me, it's all yours to take.
all my aching down him and back.
for LF.
yours truly, Vanessa.
August, 2023
self headshot
is the "peace" i have now
worth of everything i left?
what am i missing here?
something from the past?
or something that's yet to come?
grow your hair,
cut the ends.
you'll never change.
grow as a person too,
or get the gun.
Late August, 2024
blaze - aftermatch testament
a year later
all that i went through, i already grieved.
the corpse you left in my garden
it's mostly healed like a wound
that would leave a soft pink scar all over my chest.
all that you went through and continue to,
it's behind your door and i need you to realize
that the past may stay hiden
from eyes that don't want to look back
into the abyss,
afraid to fall and vanish again.
all that we had, i forgave.
and you did too.
the warmth of knowing that we both perished that time for good.
i always knew that only one of us would get out of this and still be okay.
i just never knew it would be me.
dyed my hair,
the color of the flames.
to remind myself that i've become what
i've always feared
and finally tamed it.
i hope you heal like i did.
maybe u should spend some time at the place i once called mine,
and watch the crows flying
and trees growing.
i can see it in your eyes,
the aftermatch of the horrors that once made me broken.
force on force, brings hurt on you either way.
all the fire upon this town, don't let it burn too far.
that way u won't see home again.
for LF.
yours truly, Vanessa.
August, 2024
I am lost here,
In this land i call home.
My feet burn and blister from the sand they walk over;
My mouth twinges and stings from the air it swallows;
My body spasms and twitches from the heat it withstands,
And I realise once more:
I was not made for this.
For where is the subtle brush of grass that should greet my every step?
Where is the smoke my lungs were made to breath?
Where are the monsoons that should shower my skin?
Where are they?
I am growing desperate, now.
Each day a new petal falls off me,
A thorn growing in its place,
And I find I am more cactus than jasmine today.