What's The Difference
Between
Keeping Quiet
and Suffering in Silence?
It's one breath between
swallowing
A thousand pins
While being stabbed
Repeatedly in the gut
Trouble slams the door
repeatedly
while I sleep
There's nothing worse
for me
than an interrupted dream
I crave it like Godiva
Covered in whipped cream
A chocolate covered strawberry
Dripping in melted desire
I think I'm just hungry for love
I have no appetite for casual hook-ups
kissing and telling
Having my freak
out in the streets
no matter how good I turn out and up
in the sheets
How long until I can finally be me?
Judgemental comments
Pierce my ears
Judgemental
Condescending eyes
Dirty looks
It seems my bae
found a new bae
that ain't me
Everyone moves on
without me.
No one sticks around
to ride the waves of life with me;
They just stop hitting me up,
They just leave.
What makes people stay?
Giving them their own way
A healthy hookup of
give and take,
heavily weighted compromise.
Look me in the eyes
See the betrayal
The frustration
The bitterness of being
through the ringer
Seeing things no young human
should; not saying things I wished
I would
Doing everything the critics
said I couldn't.
I know what they saying but I promise that
I'm cool tho
God says that I'm fearfully and wonderfully made
Plus he pays my bills, gives me chills, calms the thrills
pulsing through my veins
I'm enough for him
For now I'm content
Heaven will send
Me a man who
loves me the same
Worships Jesus
Loves me tenderly
Fanboys my writing
Kisses me softly in public
Hardly can stand the thought
of waking up without me
Entangled in sheets
Swaddled in love,
Just us becoming we.
Romances me
Sweeps me off my feet
Just with the way
He enunciates my name
Each syllable
a chord in
the love song;
the love story.
A girl can dream
even if she never sleeps.
You must have an
xylophone
in your belly
because
every sentence
you symphonize
Each phrase
rings in my ears
on the right key
Making it hard to forget
your melody
Like a radio earworm
on repeat
I'm stuck between killing myself
or them
Since either one of us is
better off dead.
I'm less interested
in the chase of having someone
More interested in someone
who relentlessly pursues me
Oppressed by a system
that tracks my every move
just to prove
I'm worth the cost of EBT
College graduate;
worthless degree
Not in the talking stage
with anyone
as I mentioned before
bae got a new bae
So I showed him
the door
The most talking I do
with anyone;
the drive-thru
window
at Dunkin Donuts.
All fat; no luck
My own ghetto
Starbucks.
I'm loving this detox.
Have you ever drank
kale through a straw
so the scale number
wasn't so raw and ruthless?
Swimsuit season
Fast Approaching
Sweeping in faster
Than Florida humidity
in April
Wonder what a cold season is
As I thaw out from the ice just served to me
In the look my sister just steered straight for me
Like a zamboni with no brakes
All caked on make-up
No true face.
Guess I've got to let go of you;
The idea of you and I.
Not yet a we.
Separated by pride;
Stubborn point of view.
My thoughts have made my head
Heavy
Lately you've been on my mind
though we haven't spoken in years
All your fault
must be another pride
thing
I should have never
written
you that letter
With that letter in your hand
I severed our good karma
positive vibes
I never got a hello or goodbye
you just stopped coming to my
neighborhood
Most likely because you don't want
the invisible leprosy
I have all over me
It's so contagious
It's affected my mind
My perception
of me
Am I really being myself or fooling myself
to think
this is the live I want to live
Did I ever
Have a choice?
~Chelsea DeVries~
Love Times Infinity,
Chelsea
xoxo
God Bless!
~Just Keep Swimming~
Oh, you are a wordsmith. I love how reflective this poetry is.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Lux. Yeah, it ended up that way because I wrote it over the course of the month.
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