Poetry

You make me feel

Like I am easy to love

You take my flaws

And wrap them in beautiful silk

And chiffon

And they become models

On a runway

You take my words

Self loathing words

And turn it into poetry

That warms me

You take my tears

And paint me a picture

Of happiness

I like that.

You tell me that I shouldnt hate things

About myself

Like the crooked alignment of my teeth

Because it adds character

Or the bulge at my hips

Because it is something to hold on to

Or my inability to shut the fuck up

Because you listen to my words

As if they were birdsong

Sweet sweet birdsong

You make me feel

Like I am easy to love

Which makes it easy for me

To feel the same

@moonbeampoet 2018

You are golden

And soft sunlit-sweet honey

As you dance across

My pastel pink platsterboard walls

And refract

Around my room

Creating sunset skies

Above my bed

Signaling my slumber

And now

You

You help me rest

You are a haven of sunlight

That tells me I will wake again

They found me

In the embers

Of the lie I used to live

I couldn't find the problem

With life;

Mine to be exact,

And it was buried

And when you can't find it;

The needle,

You've gotta torch the motherfucking haystack

And there it was;

The problem,

Was there all along

They found it

In the embers

Of the lie it lived

They found me

And showed me a mirror

And I saw my problem

And it was at that point

I decided to change.

My lover calls me babe

And strokes my cheek

And back

And watches me think

And has tasted my lips

My lover is my lover

Who holds the romance in my heart

But dear friend,

I have a lover

I need not another

Please relenquish your infatuation

And be my friend

I will not be your personal pacifier

I will be your friend

I will be there for you

I will not promise always

I will not jeopardise myself for you

My lover calls me babe

And you are my friend

My lover strokes my cheek

And back

And you are my friend

My lover watches me think

And you are my friend

My lover has tasted my lips

And you have not

For you are my friend

And that is a boundary I would like to keep.

Sometimes

I like to look at the stars

When I feel particularly mediocre

And I tell myself

That this feeling

Is insignificant

That my troubles

Are too

Because the stars

Remind my brain

That there is a whole universe

Somewhere

Out there

And

Its much bigger

Than my problems

And then

All is good.

I was the girl

Who cried wolf too many times

So they stopped caring.

I learned to show my own teeth

And fight my corner

Not needing to cry wolf anymore

But needing to cry

It's hard trying to do it alone

It gets easier

When you realise

That you are not a lonely wolf

So you join the weak links

Of wolf packs

Left behind

And soon you have your own pack

Strong

Brave

Fighters

You learn

In time

And to my pack:

Those who left us

Are dead to us

They thought we would not survive

But they were wrong

We stand strong

And proud

I was their runt

Now I am your Alpha

And I have risen from hellfire.

- @moonbeampoet 2018