Your heart cries
For the structure
Of a family
Of a home
Of a plan
And it’s beautiful
The way you feel
Comfort in knowing
What you’re doing
And when you’re doing it
You’re beautiful in the
Way you desire to
See the clock before
You decide what
We will do next
I love how your heart
Is wonderful and tame
For you are everything
I am not and for the
First time in my life
I feel like I’m going
To be okay

J.M.B.

"What is it like to love me?"
He asked me quietly
Worried that it was hard
And that I would not
Want to continue

"It’s like this," I said simply
“Loving you is feeling the
Warmth of the glorious
Spring sun after the months
Of winter rendered my skin
Numb and it’s like hearing
The songbirds and for the
First time understanding
That they sing for the glorious
Morning air which is sweeter
Than any other and it’s like
Knowing that our love will
Always be truer than anything
A poet could ever create

Loving you is easy because
You’re the one for me”

J.M.B.

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masquerade-at-dawn:

I hate you because
Every gentle kiss placed
Upon my lips feels like
The entrapment you used
To force upon them and the
Words of every love sing
You ever sang to me to still
Reverberate around my
Lonely mind and stick to
The broken soul you left behind

I’ll never again enjoy the
Joyous…

The worst kind
Of sadness is
Not that in
Which hot tears
Salty
Drown your heart
But that in which
No tears come
At all
Eyes bloodshot
Dry
Lips chapped
Cracked
And face red with
Humiliation
Because if anyone
Could see you
Clutching your chest
In an attempt to
Put pressure on
Your heart because
You’ve always
Been taught
That pressure stops
The pain
They would say
“It’s obviously not
That bad
If you’re not
Crying”
The worst kind
Of sad is the
Sad which can be
Hid

J.M.B.

I can’t live with the smell
Of sex lingering in my car
Because you don’t love me
Enough to fuck me in
Your lovely little bed and I
Don’t want to be somebody
In your head who I am
Not in my physical body
I want you to love me and
Make love to me but I suppose
What you feel for me is nowhere
Near and will never be what
I feel for you

J.M.B.

Because it’s right there and
I can see the light that’s finally
Giving me hope that this isn’t
What it’s going to be like when
I let myself do what I’ve been
Meaning to do and I guess that’s
Not what everybody thought it
Would be because lately I’ve
Been drawn to the shimmer of
A blade freshly sharpened and
The sharp scent of the vodka
I stole from the top shelf along
With the pale white color that
The devilish pills are while
Everybody thought the smile
I force everyday was genuine and
That I was going to change the
World with my happiness but
I guess I’ll only change the lives
Of the poor fools who fell victim
To my broken soul when I finally
End my life

J.M.B.

Bang bang
Into your heart
Into your head
And into the
Afterlife you go
The bruises you
Left will forever
Grace my body
Like the scars
You left when
I wasn’t good
Enough in bed
Or well-behaved
Enough to be
Seen as your
Girlfriend when
We were around
The thugs you
Called your friends
But I am not
The weak
Submissive girl
Looking for love
In all the wrong
Places anymore
No I am a
Woman who craves
Revenge on the
One who tore me
Down when all I
Needed was to
Be loved

J.M.B.