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i want to call you

you're less than a minute away.

i want to tell you that i'm sorry that i can't hold it together

i cry whenever i think of you at all.

i want to cut myself

it's a stupid temporary solution

i want you to hold me

tell me that i'm not a ****** up person

i want you to tell me that everyone feels this way sometimes

come on baby, lie to me


don't tell me that "now's not a good time to talk"

don't tell me that i'll get through this

don't look me in the eyes

because i can't handle you
and all of your strength

when i am weak and on my knees
 Jan 2013 Mary Holz
ORLA
I'd faithfully promised
Myself and my friends
That all this was over
And I'd reached the end
Of my fawning and sighing
And tripping cloud nine -
I'd said I was finished
I'd said I was fine.

But I wasn't, you see,
And it all became clear
When I saw you again
For the first time this year:
You stood so **** near me
And smiled so wide
And shouted my name
And I melted inside . . .

I can't turn away now:
You stare so intensely,
You promise tomorrow,
And I love you immensely.
Thus, after the heartache,
The fear and the pain,
I'm back with a vengeance.
I'm back in the game.
 Jan 2013 Mary Holz
Nicole
I'm here for you
Whenever you need me
I do everything I can
To make sure you're alright
but I need you.
There's a battle in my heart
And in my head
It's tearing me apart
and I need you
You said you're here for me
But you rarely are when I need it most
And it kills me
I need you.
But it's the same with everyone
I'm the friend who helps them up when they fall
But as I'm slowly slipping
There's no one there to catch me
Please prove you're different
I need you
I'd never admit it to anyone else
For I hate feeling vulnerable
I hide behind a mask of strength
But solitude kills me
I need you
I'm willing to let you in
Let my guard down and open up
Just don't let my image fool you
Don't leave me
*because I need you
Not quite sure about this one. Feeling alone too much. Not having a friend to lean on hurts. But maybe it's my own fault for not letting anyone in.
Frozen forests
Full with dread
No way out
The rest are dead
Every way you turn
The trees begin to spin
Your arms start to burn
And a nameless face begins to grin
Running through the maze of terror
The chilled air is running thin
And the silence began to scare her
Her breath was in the air
And she yelled for help but no ones there
Behind her back a killer slinked
And with a scream that was the end
 Dec 2012 Mary Holz
Krusty Aranda
We met some time ago in a very unusual place.
You were the first one to say hello, and give a small compliment.
When I turned and saw you, I knew you were unlike anybody else.
Those blue eyes of yours had a story to tell.

So we talked and we laughed, and we shared some thoughts.
We liked the same things. Heavy metal and such.
Poetry, literature, all kinds of art.
You were slowly digging your way to my heart.

I was hesitant about what I wanted to do.
I wasn't looking for anything, but along came you.
It was the right time. You were the right person.
You just gave me everything I wasn't looking for.

And I built up the courage to speak out my heart
not knowing what you felt for me at the time.
So I said what I felt. I said "I love you".
You just added a word to make it "I love you too".

That is the way our story began,
and it's still going on. I hope it gets far.
Despite all the bumps we find in our way
I promised I'd love you forever and always.
Yeah, I love her that much and more... waaaay more :)
 Dec 2012 Mary Holz
Devon Leonel
Your touch is fire.
Trails of heat that mark
Each place where skin brushed skin.
Sinking, spreading into a rich, warm glow.

Your touch is ice.
Frosty tendrils entwining
The delicate nervous network they find.
Cool shivers radiating from every fiber.

Your touch is lightning.
A buildup of charge
As distance closes.
On contact, a surge, a tingling rush.

Fire, ice, lightning:
Touched by three,
And by three bound;
And all three bound within a single touch.
 Dec 2012 Mary Holz
Johnnie Rae
Blood stains like ink,
So I'll fill this pen, and write your name,
Not like it isn't written all over my heart anyway.

What is the definition of forget?
It's something I simply can't wrap my head around,
I was lost before you found me,
And held me tight,
Just to provide false hope,
And watch as I fall,

What is a good way to move on?
To pretend that all is well,
That nothing was wrong in the first place?
Well my dear, that is a one way ticket,
On a crazy train toward denial,
Followed by...
Followed by thoughts that would scare even the darkest minds
Its been a minute, since I've had any inspiration. So forgive me, for this mess, I'm calling poetry.
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