Say it with your chest. Say it with confidence. Say it like you mean it. So that even on my worst day, I know you mean it. I’m not good with the in between stuff. If you love me, thinking... Continue Reading →
I know what it is To be alive and yet Be dead. Inside, A beating heart. Yet. No breath. I know what it is, to be alive and still be dead. Live Marie. Live, feel what it means to be... Continue Reading →
I'm tired of having to survive love. Of hoping for better days. Better moods. Better conversation. Tired of hoping that things will get better. Of trying to bring about the better on my own. I've refused to survive my life.... Continue Reading →
I could summon the hordes with a snap of my fingers, My feet, Rooted, planted to the ground I am connect. I could create floods, Hurled bolts of lightening across a placid sky. But I can't recreate the feeling of... Continue Reading →
I hate that your last images of me Were of me at my worst. I hope you remember me at my best. The way I was, Before the disappointment.