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Cíara McNamara Jan 2015
To be concise, and clear
I trust no one.
You didn't break me -
You never will.

You can't win a war
In which I refused to fight.
I fight alone
In the dead of night.

You can't conquer love -
A love that is mine,
My battles of a differerent kind.

To be clear,
I trust no one,
I fight alone
My broken heart and I
Cíara McNamara Jan 2015
I hate how you make me feel.

That crushing feeling in my core,
That overwhelms me
Leaves me with laboured breathing -
Every time I stumble across you.

I hate how you don't care.

You said that I was yours,
Before I whispered "I love you"
Under the midnight stars.

I hate how I'm a fool.

I'd take you back, and love you
Cherish your very being.
Even though I was just a bet -
A joke to you and your friends.

Mostly, I hate how much I still love you
Cíara McNamara Dec 2014
In the shame and darkened shade,
perhaps such shame being yours -
or do you carry theirs like the cross?
With a thorn-crown for gratitude

Scream for the pain that is yours,
or for what is theirs.
Give them the chance to see
the opportunity which they refused.

To die is to live -
Having died, your life can complete
Your point which may be mute or deafened later,
You may die this way - but if you never let them try
how can they ever see -
Cíara McNamara Dec 2014
Those three words
You will me to say
I cannot say
At least not today.

Their meaning I have yet to find
I cannot walk into this blind.
I know you ache
From hearbreak,
But today, I cannot say
What you will me to say.

Its not enough to speak,
But lack true meaning.
You make smile,
Make me laugh,
Make me wish and will -
All is enough but still

Those three words
I'm unable to say
At least not
today.
Cíara McNamara Dec 2014
When I was small and I got lost
You found me!
You smothered me in cuddles and
Warned me to never wander away again,
That I was your little darling and I was loved.

I've been lost for many years now
Wandering down lanes of darkness
Embraced in misery.
When will you come find me??
I've been screaming out for you -
Can't I still be your little darling
How can't you see how much I still need you?
Cíara McNamara Dec 2014
Never knowing fear, doesn't mean you've
Never been afraid. Never knowing the
Moment that could end it all - affirming or
Destroying all you've ever known - doesn't mean you've lived your life safe. The moments that break you are the ones that create you. Never taking the leaps, your hidden desires encourage wont keep you whole. There's a world out there - the probabilities of being afraid, alone, broken, forgotten and abdonned swarming you, etching into the darkness of your mind. Never knowing fear doesn't mean you've never been afraid - it means you've never lived and knowing then -
Cíara McNamara Dec 2014
16

That's when I met you,
From my sheltered universe I fled.
Tumbling into your strong grasp
To show me the world through a different map.

17

Each day break is greeted by your face,
Within my stomach grows
A seedling - created by our joyous love.
Through my innocence and your persistence, my worlds a little more ambitious.

18

My whole worlds been a lie -
Tumblelost in darkness
The night is all that lives within me.

19

When darkness clutches your neck -
An asphyxiating memory of love
Lost and wasted.

20

By *their
grave is where I lay.
Wasted nights leading wasted days.
A wasted body - living as a ghost.
Clasped to unhinged memories
Taunted by a darkened past.

21

A dark existence is not living.
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