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Robyn Apr 2015
Mnyamata
I miss you so much.
3 more sleeps and I'll be home.

You know I'm so afraid of sleeping in this room - I've built a nest of blankets around me. I've locked the windows and closed the  door, I've moved things to block the closet doors, I have music and a fan for white noise and I'm still sleeping with a lamp on.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
How am I supposed to be an adult when can barely sleep with the lights off in my OWN room?

If you were here, I could sleep.
Every door and window open, no blankets or pillows and I'd sleep better than I ever have. I'd just hold on to you and dream. I don't why I'm so terrified to sleep alone.

I need you too, you know. I don't say that enough. You say beautiful things like that all the time, and I don't. I want to, I feel the same way, I just don't say then as often as I feel them.
I'm feeling it now.
I need you.
Pray for me.

Ndimakukonda
Robyn Apr 2015
I've never been to a church with stained glass windows
I've never been to a church with pews
If I ever want to worship God
My church becomes my room
Robyn Apr 2015
The second before your taillights disappeared around the bend of my road -
My voice escaped in the smallest sob of
"No."
Because it never hurt me more to watch you go
Robyn Mar 2015
My eyes open in the morning
And I'm already in tears
I can't do this anymore
I can't do this anymore
My heart is feels like it's pumping molasses through my body
It's pounding so hard and slow
I don't want to get out of bed
I'm so miserable
I'm so miserable
The anxiety floods my body faster than I can pray that today will be better
God help me
God help me
It feels like there are green needles poking into my skin - everywhere
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE
I'm only 17
I wake up every morning
Pierced with needles green
Another day of "learning"
Another day of being mean
To keep the people off my back
Get these ******* people off my back
High school is just a pair of eyes
All they do is stare
High school is just a set of lips
All they do is wear
You away
You're nothing but a letter
If you're not a trend setter
We make you wake up in the morning
Already feeling like I'm mourning my own funeral
I walk off campus and my lungs fill with air again -
So rapidly I burst into tears
I made it through another day
I made it through another day
But there's always another one coming
Robyn Mar 2015
Sitting in the waiting room of a Children's Hospital
Orange plastic church
Of medicine
There's a beautiful woman with a head scarf and a baby
And you've disappeared behind a door
So many appointments
So many checkups
For me at least
I've only been in a hospital twice before -
When my sister was having her babies
I was only in the waiting room
And now she's getting divorced
Come out soon please

But I could do this again
I could do this as much as you needed
I'll be there fire every appointment
Every checkup
Even if some day -
It stops feeling like so many
Come out soon please

I hate that you're sick
Even when you're healthy
Surgery doesn't scare you -
But if it really does, it's okay
The baby is wearing a blue hat
She's sweet
Ours will be too
Please come out soon

Your dad and I are sitting on complete opposite sides of this couch
I don't know if either of us will ever be used to one another
I am still fond of him
I'll hug him at our wedding
And we'll give him grandchildren
I don't mind that he's grumpy
I just hope he likes me
But please come out soon
Robyn Mar 2015
I know how much you love me
Because I know how much you love horror movies
I HATE them
So when we're sitting on the couch
And the preview for Ouija comes on
And even though I'm scared I can't look away
I trust you
To always put your hand under my chin
And pull my face away
So I can bury it in your neck
While you watch TV
Until you kiss me under my ear
And whisper that it's all over
I know you love me
Because I know how much you love horror movies
Robyn Mar 2015
I'm trying to write music
And I'm scared you won't like it
I'm scared I won't like it
Or that no one will like it at all
I've never been good at this
It hurts that my sister is
That my parents are - my friends are too
This isn't what I'm used to
But I'm still trying to write music
I'll write it for me
And play it for you
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