poetryingtoohard

A place where I can spill my brains sometimes charming, sometimes stupid musings.

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tied together

we are tied together by a string

sometimes it expands over countries

as we talk through our tin can telephones

other times we lie underneath a woven blanket

strings intertwined like our fingers

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nottheone you overheard me say I have never been on a ferris wheel you offered to take me my fear of heights is not what kept my feet on the ground ~megan lien

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A plant sat on a desk It died there Trapped in the shadows With an inattentive owner When further away On a windowsill alone With bright rays It came back to life The owner cared more When it was out of reach ~Megan Lien

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Doll Maker- I craft porcelain skin as breakable as a young girl’s heart. Yet, the lifeless gaze of glassy eyes makes even the toughest men squirm in discomfort. I try to build my army to be unthreatening but somehow you still know. There is something unsettling about perfection. Armed with Iridescent teeth that have never bitten into an unpopped kernel of popcorn. Flawless golden spirals untouched by a curling iron. Peach and white dresses falling in lacy tendrils that don’t know mud exists. As you get older they stay the same. Unmoving, seemingly. Waiting for the light of the moon to begin their midnight ballet. I anxiously wait for Christmas when I get to send my army into the fray. Into the arms of little girls who don’t know any better.

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paint-

my brain was an organized palette

with separate sections for each color

yellow like the star that i wished on for you

blue like the sea near your home

now that you are gone

all of the colors have mixed

a muddy brown fills all of the compartments

the unfamiliar tone unsettles me

i wish paint were more like light

all the hues mixing together

creating something pure and translucent

instead of this murky puddle that exists

i try to wipe away the remaining sludge

but my fingers begin to melt into the abyss

uneasy currents pull me under

i am drowning in an ocean of acrylics

-megan lien

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shattered-

in the car on that cold january night 

was when I knew it was over

when you tried to hold my hand

your skin like a strangers

felt colder than the ice lining the streets

tired of the disappointed look in your eyes

every time i pulled away

i jumped completely beyond your reach

shattering on impact

tiny shards of me may be left behind with you

biting into your skin whenever you try to clear them away

i know from trying to put myself back together

i was never afraid of myself until

i fell out of love with you

-Megan Lien

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I’ve been slacking the last few days!  New posts coming soon ;)

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