Sad Girl Poetry
Quantum Entanglement of the Mind
Quantaum entanglement of the mind.
Her despaired thoughts
Her despaired thoughts have her stuck in this web of lies.
Time keeps passing her by,
when she is trapped with the restraints of a poisoned mind.
She loses her time.
We want her to come with us,
but she is stuck in the tracks of mistakes made and vices fed.
The saddest thing on Earth,
is a woman who does not know her own immeasurable worth.
Quantum entanglement of the mind.
She does not realize.
This man is infectious,
time has shown the demons that possess him.
You are an Angel.
Your wings have weakened;
light has dimmed.
Halo has a crack in it, and it’s all from him.
Still, you are my Angel in disguise.
Hope time will reveal to you your entangled mind.
His poison courses through you,
only your strength can cure it.
And it will take time;
but time is to be untangled in the arena of a warped mind.
Choosing to Stay Broken
Don’t give your love to broken boys who want to stay broken;
they will break you, too.
There are some things I forgot to mention to you
I really loved you, even though I didn’t want to
I wanted to keep you, even when the referee of my mind threw red flags on the play
The incessant chatter in my head; intuitive alarms sounding off like whistles blown for foul play
I wanted more from you, but couldn’t ask; the thoughts swam through my head, but never crossed the finish line at my lips
Too afraid
Gentle, the way you placed the warm palm of your perfect hand on the lowest part of my belly; it stirred something inside of me
I wanted a family
I wanted your family
Time ran away as did my armor
Guilt ate its way through the crowded arena in your mind
A confession
The fragility of the one who decides to trust again
Devastating was the day I learned you’d beaten me to this milestone
A family, a home. Boys. Girls. A woman whose belly you once laid your perfect hand upon, all living under the same roof
Of disappointment
What kind of man hides his children? When you sort through the fragmented pieces of your blackened heart, couldn’t you find one piece that beat for me? That beats for them?
Lying is the language you speak,
shattered are the dreams I had of you and me
Longing for Butterflies but Getting a Scorpion
These weren’t butterflies in my stomach. They pinged in my gut.
Still I felt the excitement and the longing of fluttering butterflies, but this was different.
His deep, dark eyes show cocoa brown, with flashes of the sun, onyx in the shadows. I fell into them. Drowned in them.
Filled with pain, wonder an innocence long gone and pain so deep it made my heart quiver.
Confusing and disarming though it was, I was hypnotized by it.
Magnetizing was his effect on me. My strength, no matter its valor, could never resist it. I fought it for many years.
A constant battlefield between my heart and my mind. Warning signals and aggressive alarm systems exhausted over time, yet still warning as best they could.
Why didn’t I choose to listen? Would I take it all back to be rid of this anguish and mental distarity?
How could something so magical, so alchemical, so other worldly and spiritual turn so dark and be the source of so much destruction?
Grievances
A poem about the stages of grief
Fury erupts from the deepest of cuts, wounds claps together to complete links on a now severed chain.
Denied truth until the emotion surges up, tender throat bubbling like volcanic magma; words char the skin black as night.
Blood orange shades allude to decay, the interior fray leaves delicate organs slain
Green eyes go, leave my sight
Goad the gesture of forgiveness as if this would lead to resolution of pain
Your viciousness will not triumph in our cerebral tournament, if you dare to wager upon this agonizing plight.
Heart a neapolitan of shades, some pinks and some grays.
Refusal blinds my sight.
Torment of your betrayal carved the blemishes and promised pain
Reality is but a fantasy in itself, no day or night
Cannot function, nor focus on facts, deny the association to this chain
Disbelief nurtures my plight
Defy the strength, for worth has been slain
Courtship of my disastrous neuroticism barricades the possibility of a new chain
Formidable of the heart next plight
Apprehensive to ideals surrounding romance, hope for a trusting love has been slain
Tension slithers through my vertebrae as I lay my head to rest at night
Fear germinates like rancid flowers in the heart, doubt immerses itself into my iris, shutting out my sight
Purposely dodging feelings of romance for the illicit affair awaits, bringing with it a daunting lifetime of pain
Deprived senses, emptiness is a friend who has stayed one too many a night
Time heals and mends this once split chain
Struggle is lodged into each day, but dreams gather like icicles to crystalize the night
Feeling the breeze again as a kiss from spring
Bright blues, greens and pink hues parade in front of my sight
Cheer tip toes its way back into my life
Prayers answered, spirits lifted
A dream is granted. A star twinkles in the night
Life has granted me a new beloved, his gentle trusting love fastening the links on my fragile chain
Beauty of healed wounds sets a glaze of wonderment over my eyes
A warmth surges, spreading throughout my beating heart; wiping away the once immutable pain
Calming the love that implodes from my chest
Together, we grow old, feeling only the pain from the loss of our youthful sight
Side by side, we will slain the ailments of our aging plight
On that night, that will be our last, around my neck does hang a shiny, unyielding chain.
