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To You, You Beat In My Chest And Remind Me Of Stained Glass. You Are My Beautiful Thing.

Float on wings made of glass,

With tiny cracks between the specks of gold.

I hope as you fly you remind them of all the times they tried to pull you down from your sky scraper.

Scraped knees and chapped lips never looked as good as that summer.

That summer when we soared above it all.

I colored you white like daisies and dipped you in vats of glitter. 

You were my emerald dream, my lighthouse in my dark seas.

Remember all the ways they shouted and turn those to songs.

I love to sing in the car so much I lost my voice but

I can still sing higher than their hopes.

Do you remember the things we have endured?

The gloomy nights I created stories to keep me company in my brain.

I locked them in silver boxes and we laughed.

We laughed because they were sadder than I would ever be.

Cling to your balloon string and sail far away from here.

I want you to be safe.

My heart,

You are my work of art, my constant masterpiece. 

Remember all the things they said we couldn't be.

Remember all the things that we are.

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To You, You Beat In My Chest And Remind Me Of Stained Glass. You Are My Beautiful Thing.
Float on wings made of glass,
With tiny cracks between the specks of gold.
I hope as you fly you remind them of all the times they tried to pull you down from your sky scraper.
Scraped knees and chapped lips never looked as good as that summer.
That summer when we soared above it all.
I colored you white like daisies and dipped you in vats of glitter. 
You were my emerald dream, my lighthouse in my dark seas.
Remember all the ways they shouted and turn those to songs.
I love to sing in the car so much I lost my voice but
I can still sing higher than their hopes.
Do you remember the things we have endured?
The gloomy nights I created stories to keep me company in my brain.
I locked them in silver boxes and we laughed.
We laughed because they were sadder than I would ever be.
Cling to your balloon string and sail far away from here.
I want you to be safe.
My heart,
You are my work of art, my constant masterpiece. 
Remember all the things they said we couldn't be.
Remember all the things that we are.

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Destin de la dame

You are not an almighty and unknown source,

Though you think you hold the world between your palms,

You too can shake under the great weight

And crumble beneath the burdens of the skies.

We are only players in your game, but you don't know the rules.

So if I fall between the cracks in the rocks, who's to stop me?

Fate?

What hand can fate have when no one holds the cards?

The deck's been gone a long time and we're all out of luck.

What good can the reassurance of destiny be when I'm already falling blindly.

After all, this is only manslaughter and we

Are only players in the game.

So take a shot at me my dear,

For this is only love,

And I want to fall.

I will plunge into the darkness for you,

Because the idea of "fate" flickers like a neon sign behind my eyelids.

And everything is too bright.

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Destin de la dame
You are not an almighty and unknown source,
Though you think you hold the world between your palms,
You too can shake under the great weight
And crumble beneath the burdens of the skies.
We are only players in your game, but you don't know the rules.
So if I fall between the cracks in the rocks, who's to stop me?
Fate?
What hand can fate have when no one holds the cards?
The deck's been gone a long time and we're all out of luck.
What good can the reassurance of destiny be when I'm already falling blindly.
After all, this is only manslaughter and we
Are only players in the game.
So take a shot at me my dear,
For this is only love,
And I want to fall.
I will plunge into the darkness for you,
Because the idea of "fate" flickers like a neon sign behind my eyelids.
And everything is too bright.
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Yet Another Untitled Poem

I've been wanting to do more on the topic of intimacy.

More on the frailty of a birds heart and the flutter of tiny wings.

There is something fascinating about your eyelashes against your cheek bones and I wonder why I can fall asleep around you. 

I wonder if its because I'm so comfortable that you lull me into dreams,

But maybe its because Ive been deprived of oxygen for so long. I come up to breath in your eyes and I only smoke cigarettes  when you're not around to exhale smoke into my lungs.

And yes the drugs might kill me but at least they'll never break my heart.

At least I won't need to cry anymore and I don't know whats going on with me.

But I know the sound of your heart well enough to pick it out of a crowd,

And I'm convinced that maybe we came from the same solar system.

I know I need to leave this bed soon but darling,

Will you let me stay in your head?

All I want to do I nestle behind your eyelids so maybe I can see myself the way you do.

I want all the freedom that comes from running but I don't want to let go of your hand.

I want to apologize to the universe. I have found out its secrets about love.

Nothing is mysterious any more.

Ive been told that love might ruin me,

But I feel safe between your arms.

Tell me again how you'll never get tired of the sound of my breathing.

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Yet Another Untitled Poem
I've been wanting to do more on the topic of intimacy.
More on the frailty of a birds heart and the flutter of tiny wings.
There is something fascinating about your eyelashes against your cheek bones and I wonder why I can fall asleep around you. 
I wonder if its because I'm so comfortable that you lull me into dreams,
But maybe its because Ive been deprived of oxygen for so long. I come up to breath in your eyes and I only smoke cigarettes  when you're not around to exhale smoke into my lungs.
And yes the drugs might kill me but at least they'll never break my heart.
At least I won't need to cry anymore and I don't know whats going on with me.
But I know the sound of your heart well enough to pick it out of a crowd,
And I'm convinced that maybe we came from the same solar system.
I know I need to leave this bed soon but darling,
Will you let me stay in your head?
All I want to do I nestle behind your eyelids so maybe I can see myself the way you do.
I want all the freedom that comes from running but I don't want to let go of your hand.
I want to apologize to the universe. I have found out its secrets about love.
Nothing is mysterious any more.
Ive been told that love might ruin me,
But I feel safe between your arms.
Tell me again how you'll never get tired of the sound of my breathing.
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The Bad Nights

You say you don't want me to be lonely and then you leave me alone on my worst nights.

The nights where even my own sobs have left me and all I can pull from my lips are small strangled gasps.

They have left to seek someone who puts up a better fight that I can, who has the strength to claw themselves off of their couches and scream. They don't want weaklings, only victims who can fight them back.

I am not a victim except for when I paint myself into one. I play hide and go seek with my own anger and count the harmful things in my house. I make lists on the bad nights.

I don't need a knight to fight for me I just need someone to hold my hands away from my face on nights like these. I need someone to hold me when I can not stop shaking and everything feels cold.

Why did you leave me alone, when the walls are closing in.

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The Bad Nights
You say you don't want me to be lonely and then you leave me alone on my worst nights.
The nights where even my own sobs have left me and all I can pull from my lips are small strangled gasps.
They have left to seek someone who puts up a better fight that I can, who has the strength to claw themselves off of their couches and scream. They don't want weaklings, only victims who can fight them back.
I am not a victim except for when I paint myself into one. I play hide and go seek with my own anger and count the harmful things in my house. I make lists on the bad nights.
I don't need a knight to fight for me I just need someone to hold my hands away from my face on nights like these. I need someone to hold me when I can not stop shaking and everything feels cold.
Why did you leave me alone, when the walls are closing in.
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Stars

Its the same story every time,

I have stars on my skin that I want to put out, 

My eyes have been dry for too long.

I want to lay a cigarette against my skin and feel the burn so I can feel life.

Its the same story every time.

Its me in my room, staring at my ceiling and imagining how it would feel to be happy all the time.

How can some people just achieve it.

Why can't I be happy with the stars on my skin,

I want to drown them.

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Stars
Its the same story every time,
I have stars on my skin that I want to put out, 
My eyes have been dry for too long.
I want to lay a cigarette against my skin and feel the burn so I can feel life.

Its the same story every time.
Its me in my room, staring at my ceiling and imagining how it would feel to be happy all the time.
How can some people just achieve it.
Why can't I be happy with the stars on my skin,
I want to drown them.


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I Am All The Colors Of The Ocean

You color me soft green, like the foam that gathers on top of waves. 

I am soft to the touch and disappear far too quick, a dream on the tip of your tongue.

But somehow you have found a way to hold me, preserve me, as the mist.

And I know with you I will never loose my color.

Ive always loved indigo but you say it is too dangerous for me. It is too dark for me.

I am less siren and more mermaid. And though I yearn for the crashing waves, I bite my tongue and bleed a dark blue color.

I am content with the indigo circle on my wrist.

I want to be your sea breeze and carry you home after a long day.

The taste of salt on your tongue can be my tears but I promise they won't be from sadness. I want my waves to bring you to your place, because its next to me.

You color me all the shades of the water, and whether I am dark that day or the white light shining through the surface of the water, I know you will stay.

You hold me like I'm water, tight enough to hold me together but you let me stay fluid.

And the ocean whispers in our ears,

"You were never meant to sleep apart."

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I Am All The Colors Of The Ocean
You color me soft green, like the foam that gathers on top of waves. 
I am soft to the touch and disappear far too quick, a dream on the tip of your tongue.
But somehow you have found a way to hold me, preserve me, as the mist.
And I know with you I will never loose my color.

Ive always loved indigo but you say it is too dangerous for me. It is too dark for me.
I am less siren and more mermaid. And though I yearn for the crashing waves, I bite my tongue and bleed a dark blue color.
I am content with the indigo circle on my wrist.

I want to be your sea breeze and carry you home after a long day.
The taste of salt on your tongue can be my tears but I promise they won't be from sadness. I want my waves to bring you to your place, because its next to me.

You color me all the shades of the water, and whether I am dark that day or the white light shining through the surface of the water, I know you will stay.
You hold me like I'm water, tight enough to hold me together but you let me stay fluid.
And the ocean whispers in our ears,
"You were never meant to sleep apart."
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Warning I Am A Flashing Danger Sign

I tear myself apart to keep you whole, offer you pieces of my fingers for nourishment because you have always liked how I write. You have been feeding off of me for so long Im getting used to buying clothes a size smaller. I am preparing the house for my recovery.

I gave you my heart because you didn't have one.

Then gave you my soul because you needed some warmth. Buy a god damn blanket. This house does not belong to you anymore. You have overstepped your welcome. Leave my heart under my ribs and my soul between my palms.

This is your last warning.

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Warning I Am A Flashing Danger Sign
I tear myself apart to keep you whole, offer you pieces of my fingers for nourishment because you have always liked how I write. You have been feeding off of me for so long Im getting used to buying clothes a size smaller. I am preparing the house for my recovery.
I gave you my heart because you didn't have one.
Then gave you my soul because you needed some warmth. Buy a god damn blanket. This house does not belong to you anymore. You have overstepped your welcome. Leave my heart under my ribs and my soul between my palms.
This is your last warning.
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You Comfort Me Although You Are Ash

You ask my to stay with you on the bad days.

So I curl between your ribs and envision what your heart what sound like.

I wish I could hear it beat loud enough to drown out my cries but you call me your shooting star.

You tell me I burn beautifully.

You have wrapped your hands around my eyes so often I am starting to see the creases of your bones everywhere. And I love them just like I love the scent of dirt or empty eye sockets.

You wrap your arms around me when I shake but your bones don't hold enough warmth to keep me shining.

I want to stay with you but you are just a skeleton.

Made of bones and space, 

And to stay with you would be going against everything you want me to do. 

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You Comfort Me Although You Are Ash
You ask my to stay with you on the bad days.
So I curl between your ribs and envision what your heart what sound like.
I wish I could hear it beat loud enough to drown out my cries but you call me your shooting star.
You tell me I burn beautifully.
You have wrapped your hands around my eyes so often I am starting to see the creases of your bones everywhere. And I love them just like I love the scent of dirt or empty eye sockets.
You wrap your arms around me when I shake but your bones don't hold enough warmth to keep me shining.
I want to stay with you but you are just a skeleton.
Made of bones and space, 
And to stay with you would be going against everything you want me to do. 
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I Wrote This On A Napkin

We went out for tea,

I wrote this before your eyes

Could blind me too much.

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I Wrote This On A Napkin
We went out for tea,
I wrote this before your eyes
Could blind me too much.
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A Haiku For You, My Love

Bruises on my arms,

I ask you what I should eat.

Can I combust, please?

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A Haiku For You, My Love
Bruises on my arms,
I ask you what I should eat.
Can I combust, please?

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