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Chelsea Molin May 2014
Answers in front of you
Words left unspoken, unsaid
Mixed signals still vibrant
Running rampant inside your head

Let it go
Take the words and move on
See this for what it's worth
And realize it's all wrong.

Obsession and excuses
Just to fill the void
Tell yourself it's ok,
Your heart is just a toy

People play and make fun
They can't see it's broken and cracked
From things that have happened
In a long time passed

You search for vengeance,
For recompense
Trying to right all the wrongs
To have it all make sense

There's a consequence
From loving too much
From not loving yourself
Depression, diseases and such

The familiarity
A daunting, yearning abyss
Making the different
So easy to dismiss

To overlook.
The answers are there, in your past
It's up to you to search
And try to create something that will last

After years of living
The same way only to find that you have to change
The way you've been living is unhealthy
But everything else seems strange

And foreign
How do you take what's important,
The relationships you've built
And then learn you have to ignore it?

Because
The way you've been living is wrong
And after a time
The one you loved is gone

Just because you fit
Doesn't make it good
That's the part that's missing
That's so easily misunderstood

You need something
Despite what happened as a child
Find something different
Be daring, be wild

Start chasing
What's good for you
Don't worry about him
And what it is you can do.

Loving too much
Can only bring you down
Stop thinking about their smile
And take a look at your own frown

Think of why
Someone so beautiful
Wouldn't be good enough
And remains miserable

Turn it around
This is your life
Live for yourself,
Forget your strife

Love you
There's no need to take cover
The one who is worth it
Would never consider another

Lift up your chin
And look at the light
The darkness is over
But be prepared to fight

For yourself
And for what you deserve
Your faith will be tested
And it might make you swerve

Never give up
And stop thinking you need to pick up the slack
You've discovered your problem
Now there's no turning back.
Chelsea Molin May 2014
Eyes closed, no light seeps in
Butterflies tip-toe and dance within
The tickle of something against my hand
A small secret, written command.

But it's different when your lips brush against mine
It's gentle and sweet, like a fleeting sign
That this is what I've wanted, imagined for so long
With a kiss like that, what could possibly go wrong?

There's a burst of passion, a rush of light
A companion that chose to stay for the night.
Morning comes and the heat is back
Bodies intertwined to make up for the months of lack

Comfort and need found in each other
But we see differently than one another
You don't want me
And you're the only one I can see.

I knew that when it started;
You want temporary, I want whole-hearted.
That didn't stop the look in your eyes
The one I'll have to later disguise.

I let you in, I'm an open book
While I try to decipher your feelings by how you look
I have a feeling that I feel more
But when I think back on it, I'm not exactly sure

When you're unresponsive and reserved
I can only imagine that my words were unheard
Or maybe you just don't understand?
Maybe next time I'll write a message on your hand

Telling you how it would be
If only you wanted me.
I would be there for you through good and bad
Do anything to make you smile, never want to see you sad

There's something about you that I can't seem to let go
Ever since day one, although that was so long ago.
You always find me, no matter where I am
We seem to fit although you're a lion and I'm a lamb.

I see you for you, I'm here no matter what
I just wish you'd let me in, not slam the door shut;
I'm here to help, not to judge
Nothing you do could possibly smudge

How I feel or what I want
It only hurts when you taunt
Because you know how I feel
And sometimes treat me like I'm not real

Are we friends? Something more?
At times I can't be so sure
That I'm your friend at all
It makes me feel so silly and small

I'm used to giving more and getting less
Because I like to be the cause of happiness
And neglect myself
For the greater good and other's health

But when I feel invisible
Or even disposable
It makes it hard to believe
And makes me expect you to leave

Feeling like you don't matter...
There's nothing better to make you shatter
When someone claims they're your friend
But you don't really know if they are in the end...
Chelsea Molin Apr 2014
There's a knife in my back
Just about skin deep
It's not noticeable
Just harder to sleep

An uncomfortable nag,
An unnerving chill
As the knife cuts deeper
With the intent to ****

There's a smile on the face,
But a scowl on the heart,
A mischievious instinct
To tear me apart

There's not much to say,
Almost nothing you can do
Then you begin to realize
This behavior is nothing new.

It's happened before
Only in a different light
A forgiving nature
But it's not worth the fight.

You fooled me once,
Shame on you
Fool me twice
I didn't want it to be true

It's a terrible feeling
When someone you could trust
Turns the tables
With their own thoughts of lust

You project onto me
Your own mistakes
The ball is in your court
And you know the stakes

The longer you wait
The further I drift
Your conscience is heavy
And needs a lift.

Communication is the key
That unocks the door to the soul
The only way to take something broken
And start to make it whole

When the lying
And deception begin
Anger and frustration arise
And you're determined to win

Do not stoop
To the level of your peers
Be the bigger person
Prove you're wise beyond your years

Learn to let them go
Out of mind, out of sight
Karma will pay them a visit
Then they'll see you're right

What will you do
When they come back?
Do they make your life better
Or is there something they lack?

The integrity, the morals,
The decency, the good
The simple reasonin
To do what they should

Because you value the life
Of another person, a friend
You appreciate the relationship
And you're there til the end

But they still have the knife
And your scar just faded
When they come back
Only freshly jaded

They beg for forgiveness
Yearn to right the wrong
Although forgetting is much easier
Especailly after waiting so long

It's impossible to regain
What you once had
You realize what you're missing
Too bad, so sad.

You let it go
You didn't care
I was disposible
Even though I was always there

It doesn't matter
What you do or say
They will get rid of you
And you'll want them to stay

Don't you fret
They're gone for a reason
They're not meant to weather your storm
Only weather a season

Their time is up
Their season has come and gone
Keep what you've learned
Smile and say "so long"

Lessons learned
If you love something, you set it free
Turn your back and walk away
Clearly this wasn't meant to be.
Chelsea Molin Feb 2014
Bare feet against cold sheets
Counting mistakes and reasons why I can't sleep
Tossing and turning, pressing pillow against cheek
The future is a mountain with no peak.
The night is pitch, dark and deep
Mocking me, teasing me, causing me to weep
Faces appear from my past,
Some long forgotten, some struggling to last
They circle around and around my head,
Their ruckus taunts making me wish I were dead.
"Remember, remember!" They chant.
I don't want to recall. As a matter of fact, I can't
To go back would be dangerous to all,
Cling to your faith, don't let yourself fall
Back into the dusk, into the cave
Your soul is the only one you can save
Nighttime madness with feet naked and bare
Sheets cold and lonely with nobody there
To hold you and tell you things will be alright
Or to supress the dark thoughts that haunt you at night.
Close your eyes, let the music drown out the sound
And remember you're the only one who will always be around.
Chelsea Molin Jan 2014
I am cold and broken
Lying naked on the floor
Shattered and feeble
Worse off than before

Before you appeared
Like a burst of golden light
Before I knew
How to sleep peacefully through the night

I was content, complacent
Prior to your coming to me
Filling me with hope and wonder
Now I just feel empty

A new scar emerges
On a tattered heart
A pleasant reminder
To stay alone in the dark

To not let yourself feel
Not allow yourself to get hurt
Relationships and emotions--
Nothing will ever work

Fight to the death
To keep up your walls
No matter who tries
No matter who calls

Stay inside yourself
Where you're safe and warm
Where you know how to be
And protect yourself from harm

Never again
Do you want to feel like this
Cold and shattered
A sick, rapturous bliss

You're a *******
An odd desire for pain
You do this to yourself
Over and over again

You tell yourself convincingly
"It will be different than before"
That nasty little lie
That brings you to the floor

To be left quivering and broken
Completely alone
Until you open your eyes
And welcome yourself home.
Chelsea Molin Dec 2013
Look in the mirror. What do you see?
Unconventional beauty, isn't that right?
Everybody sees differently
But imperfection is not an ugly sight.

You look at yourself and wish that you were blind
Counting the flaws and things you could change
You're listening to the voices in your mind
Telling you that you look silly or strange

You wish you were someone people consider beautiful
But looks only go skin deep.
If you want true beauty, look into the soul
That's where things are so trivial and cheap.

Inside yourself is where the true glamour lies
Stirring, growing, inviting them in
Shining out through your eyes
Windows to a heart that's spread so paper thin

Wanting to fix, yearning to please
Make everyone happy and smile
She hides it well and succeeds with ease
But dark thoughts have been there for a while.

I'm not good enough
No one will ever love me
Anyone calls you pretty, call their bluff
They need glasses if they can't see

Exactly what you do when you look in that mirror
The moles, the rolls, the unwanted hair
All the imperfections couldn't be clearer
And you wish that you weren't there...

But you were made this way
Vision is not what people are all about
The beauty within is what you display
And that will make you gorgeous inside and out

Imperfection is not any ugly sight
And ignorance is not blissful.
Broadcast your heart, let it take flight
Never let anyone make you feel unbeautiful

It's only skin deep
And it all fades with time
Youth and grace you cannot keep
Death is a surely sign

Of how beautiful you were by all the people around
Who stand by your side
Even after you're in the ground
People need a lesson, some sort of guide

Attractiveness is in the eyes of the beholder
And once you learn you can't please everyone
Your feelings and thoughts won't smolder
Your judgement and make you want to run

Away from happiness and love
And from believing
That you aren't good enough
Because everyone is someone worth seeing.
Chelsea Molin Dec 2013
Welcome to my magic show
Where only the brave dare to go;
Beyond the depths of reality
Hidden under lock and key.

There's not rabbit in a hat, no graceful dove,
Just an angel with broken wings, fallen from above.
There's no illusion, no trick of scorn;
Only a lonely girl, tattered and torn

Welcome to the freakshow, look through the glass.
She cowers in fear, gazing at the points and laughs.
They mock, they tease,
They bring her to her knees.

With a desperate plea she lifts her eyes
And everyone sees she's a devil in disguise.
The confusion is evident on every face
This girl has a side that caused her to fall from grace.

Assumptions are made, a decision reached
Everyone with an opinion they morbidly preached
The girl lifts her hands in absolute fear
And in a flash of smoke she disappeared.

I hope you enjoyed the show
Where she went, you may never know.
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