Snap

Snap

Her family doesn’t like

Her boyfriend

What he talks about

How he calls her “Girl”

The way he treats her

They heard them arguing

Snapping

Growling

Screaming

 

They think that he hits her

So her brother hit him back

You could hear his nose snap

 

Her family tries

To tell her to let him go

To say no to him

To split them apart

 

She says that

They don’t know his heart

They don’t understand her

They don’t see them

For what they have

So until they do

She won’t see them

She’s had enough

They’ve pushed her so far

That she’s finally snapped

 

The apartment used to be clean

Because of her

The conversation had continued

Because of her

The meaning in their time together

Was all because of her

 

Now as the silence grows

As the dishes pile up

As time together matters less

Like the mess on the floor

She’s learned to not care

Just like him sitting on that couch

Eating his pile of snacks

Snapping up the silence

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Niall

In passions deep I stare at her

And wish that she would turn my way

A glance is a mistake I will take

If only she blinks at my cheek

And meets my gaze in full

Perhaps that’s too much to ask

But I can’t ask for nothing less, always more

I feel like she’s the one

That I’ve always been looking for

Someone that is at my par of intensity

Pardon my insensitivity

Of your personal space

Which I’ve breached so many times

But how long will it take

For my eyes that have long invaded

Your quarters

Before you make a counterattack

To ravish mine?

Are You Really You?

Why can’t I move forward?

Can I never let go of you?

You are still a constant

On the tangents of my thoughts.

But why do you linger on?

Is it because of that indecision

So many years ago

That continues to haunt me

Those unresolved feelings

And emotions have come to rot

And decay in the empty wasteland

Of my bitter heart?

Or is it because that

I nursed those wistful feelings

For so many years and

When the chance came to

Reveal all those harbored secrets

I only discover that you’ve

Become someone that I don’t know?

Who are you now?

Where have your feet taken you?

Who are you anymore?

Are you really you?

Who is Belle?

You say you love me truely

But soon you will realize and find

That the love that I offer

Is cruel, hurtful and blind.

Yes, it’ll cause you to lose your mind.

You’ll feel it slowly unwind

And scatter into pieces

Like everyone else

Who ever touched me.

Despite the warnings that I’ve said

You still reach and call my name

In an endless refrain.

Do you know that it drives me insane?

Why do you continue to chase

In the name of my love?

Why continue to hurt yourself

Cause you won’t drop this game?

You call me your Belle

To your horrid, wretched Beast

When in reality I am the Beast

With only the appearance of Belle.

You were always Belle

Both inside your heart and out.

In only one way were you the Beast

And that was that you gave me

Your heart so unconditionally

With a vague hope that it’d be returned

Eventually, like in the movies.

But this is real life, not cinema

In the end, you’ll only be burned.

 

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Staring at these messages

Reading your lines over

And over

And over again

Doesn’t make you hurt less

Doesn’t stop your steadily growing pain

Makes me feel more and more helpless

Can’t even give you a hug

Can’t even lend a shoulder

Cut off in-between

And I

Can’t do a thing

Yes

I can’t stop the pain from increasing

Just

Watch the love bleeding

Your

Lonely soul weeping

All I can do is offer these hollow words

On a silver platter

Across an illuminated screen

And hope that they mean something

When I really know

That they won’t change a thing

Yes, they can’t change anything

 

Beautiful As Well

You call me

A beautiful soul

Because I am a poet

 

But why don’t you call

Those who don’t write

Who don’t paint

Who don’t sing

Who don’t create

Beautiful as well

 

Is being well-versed in the arts

A qualifier

In order to achieve

Such acclamation?

Mara

She can’t stay asleep

In her dreams she is

Haunted, sought after, wanted

The heat of his gaze

She can feel coursing through her

Even though it’s only a dream

 

That’s why she barely sleeps

He’s there haunting her

He never leaves that space

That’s why she stays awake

It’s a figment of her imagination

That it’s a long past reality