Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
  Jan 2017 Frenchie
Emma Elisabeth Wood
I burnt down the metal cage
that confined me

I have broken up with God
and I am blossoming

without his hand pushing
my head down

I eat blackberries straight from
the bush

tasting the dirt where they grew
the tightest bud bursting

into fruit that nurtures me
that sustains me

I am Godless and cageless
I am a woman of

flames, starting fires
wherever I go

burning, burning, turning
into ash

into the very dirt I courted
with my purple stained

lips
Frenchie Jan 2017
How
Can you love me?
Broken and shattered.
You brought your own dustpan
And swept me, to a pile,
And off my feet.

How
Could I have been?
The blind one,
The lost one,
The bleeding and beaten one.
And still found.

How
Did you know?
That the love you shared,
Would heal,
The fractured chasm,
Within me.

How
Can I still be inflicted?
If only for moments,
From the poison
From the delusions
Years ago.

With all my faults
With my repugnance
With my doltish ways

You found, and find me
Shine light on my shadows
And bring warmth
To my heart.
Frenchie Jan 2017
Behold -- eternal damnation
burns
towards you.
A second of comfort, hand outstretched,
cupping,
               cradling ****** constructs
your eyes remain void; fresh and yet frozen in time -

-- in space;
in memory.


The flashes, the strikes
-- the burning yearning agony;
the sharper the breath the blunter.

The penetrating throb -
the dismal brightness before you,

comforts --- cradles.
  Jan 2017 Frenchie
Rebel Heart
If you're a pencil,
then I'm the paper,
We're perfect together,
but not forever.

Lean on me,
tell me your deepest lies.
Show me your true self,
what's under that disguise.

Spill your secrets,
Color me grey
Tear off my edges,
Mean what you want to say.

Fill me up
With your darkest thoughts.
Leave me stranded,
Alone in your room.
Let me down
With your fancy words,
And leave me to my doom.

I'll shrivel up over the ages.
With your secrets locked inside.
But you'll forget me and move on,
For the world I have died.

Because I existed
only for you
for your smiles
and the pictures you drew.
But I guess I was stupid
you never even knew
how much
I truly...
Loved You...
And now I'm just a forgotten broken sheet of endless memories with no purpose...
Next page