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 Jan 2014 Alysia Michelle
JDK
Here's the thing about a mollusk
Sometimes from a distance you can think you've glimpsed a pearl inside
So you get closer to investigate but the thing clenches tight
It's a defense mechanism; you know this
So you fight, and struggle to get the **** thing open
Your fingers bleed
Your muscles ache
You begin to believe that it will never break
Really going through something
But right when you're about to give up, it loosens
And you gaze inside to find
Nothing
What you thought was a pearl was just a trick of the light
I've had it with this girl
It's over alright
I've got to stop falling for Cancers
If there's one thing
In this life
That I want
To see
For all of
You.
      It is for
            All of
               You
                 To be
                    Content.
Not only
With who you
Are,
But also
With everything
You've done
And everything
You will do.
 Jan 2014 Alysia Michelle
JDK
Jerk
 Jan 2014 Alysia Michelle
JDK
Sometimes when a person is talking to me
And what they're saying is particularly uninteresting
They might get the feeling that I'm not listening
And it's true
Because, mentally, I'm replacing the words they say with a repetition of the phrase:
Validate me!
Validate me!
Would you date me?
******* me?
Won't you please?
Will you maybe?
And I stare back at them, stone-faced, while thinking:
No
if i tattoo your favourite words
all over my body
would you breathe in my pages
& kiss my spine?
because for you
i could be a timeless classic
come,
quote me
from head to toe
so i can find myself
on your lips.
It seems as if
I always miss the mark
A shot in the dark
Surrounded by what if's
 Jan 2014 Alysia Michelle
JDK
Simple
 Jan 2014 Alysia Michelle
JDK
Hey now, that was fun
It's been awhile since I could remember how it was done
In a long time, tonight has been the first
Good time that I've had where no one gets hurt

And I smiled wide
And talked too much
With so much to hide,
I'm not sure what's worse

But the smiles were genuine
The conversation was open
No judgements or complaints
Nobody on drugs, crying, or moping

And it's not hard to take
Quite easy to swallow
Let's do this again sometime
What are you doing tomorrow?
There's some unsaid comfort i feel
when i touch you
as if having one finger on you
heals me temporarily
and i can't help but smile
knowing that even such a friendly
brushing shoulders or
using one another as an arm rest
will warm my soul for a little while
oh, how I've missed you,
my antidote.
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