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 Mar 2015 Lindsay
Just Melz
Love is a
     shooting star...
It's rarely there
      Never
     seen for very long
Beautiful
           Always
              so far away
       And yet...
  You keep
          wishing on it
 Mar 2015 Lindsay
Amber Blank
Its a pain that I'm unable to explain.
Physical yet emotional all in the same way.
To the outside world its invisable and non-existent
But inside there is a stabbing, gut wrenching pain.
A blade being ****** through my abdomen over and over again.
Until nausea over comes and chokes me close to drowning
The very organs that make me a woman are poisoning my blood, my life force
Every emotion is magnified, intensified
made into a life ending dilema
Every nerve throbbing, transferring through every part
Making my legs weak and my heart race
The blood running through my veins has become acid
Alone in this prison of emotional and physical hell
No tender hand to caress my cheek
No soothing, comforting words to lul me to sleep
No strong arms to wrap me up tight
No soft lips to kiss me goodnight
The darkness of solitude is seeping in
To encompass and destroy any small bit of hope left
Fate has cursed my every move
Tarnished every hello, expecting and waiting for the goodbye
Destined to wallow for all eternity in my own tears
Diagnosed at age 18, this has been a struggle my entire life. This is Endometriosis awareness month and the pain is real for all women
If
  They
     Really
        Do
           Love
              You
            They'll
         Never
      Leave
   You
Sometimes we think they'll come back... But they should have never left...
 Mar 2015 Lindsay
Beebz The Queen
Baby I don't know why I told you I was done
Why I said I didn't want to speak again
The truth is, I want you with me always
Because I trusted you enough to let you in
I let you in who I was and who I wished to be
I let you in my heart, in my head, in my pants
I thought the more I let you in there'd be hope
That maybe you'd finally give "us" a chance
You used to hold me so carefully like I'd break
Which made me certain I could never be strong
So I clung to you like I hoped you cling to me
But I never knew that I could be so wrong
My heart is literally aching, and throbbing
My mind is trying to erase you from me
Your hands, your lips, that smile, those eyes
It's soon to be gone, maybe then I'll be free
But I know freedom cannot be reached
Because still these chains hold me back
I'm bound to you because I loved you
This bond will make my heart crack.

For so long I had no words to write
And it made me mad, down to my core
I never thought I'd write of you and me
And practically admit to being a *****
But here I am always writing it out
And somewhere maybe you'll read this and cry
Because you'll know you've ruined me
With every promise, every kiss, every lie
I made you promises and I kept them all
And I would willingly run back into your arms
I'd hold you tight and cry all night
If you promised to sheild me from all harm
I know this poem is too ******* long
It's hurting me to write it all out honestly
I want him to see this though and feel bad
I want him to finally cry over how he hurt me.
 Mar 2015 Lindsay
Amber Blank
Dancing doodle bug gliding across this blank sheet of trees
Up and down
Sideways and front ways and back ways
Only visible to me
Shapes morph into people
Dots that join together to form the endless chain of imagination
Monotonous Motion
A reflex to mindless flow of thought
Sound folds into one continuous stroke across the universe
My brain has drifted into an endless abyss of creativity
Any possibility can occur
Ordinary is no longer reality
Every movement bends light to energy
Every drop of ink comes to life
Animates the simple structures into
Complex creations
Infinite possibility of white
Every vision, every dream develops into
the life gifted to the page
 Mar 2015 Lindsay
Just Melz
There's no hope in a mountain of regret
         Yet,
             we keep on climbing
    And piling it higher
                and higher
     Hoping to reach the top
                Knowing all we'll see
    Is the smoke floating
           from bridges we've burned
     And a  t r  a   i   l
                  of mistakes
   Leading to the lessons
             we thought we learned
     But regret has a funny way of sneaking up on you
            Thinking you're in the clear
     Making a run for it
Then smashing right into
       that MOUNTAIN you built out of fear
    Looking back is easier than looking ahead
           Cause there's nothing left to fear
            If you're *already dead...
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