About Maggie Mae

I write what I feel and how I see the world at given moments. I love connecting with other writers and seeing life through their eyes, (in words).

The Take Away

Rain whispers a quiet optimism on dead arms
Earth has forgotten what to do
Sleep has taken away the planet’s ability to know

Instinct is a secret
Void is the dream

Our skies are dense with fear
A thick blanket smothering maturity
It is in man’s nature to take

To take it all away.

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The Rule Is This

bipolar disorder, depression, anxiety, borderline personality disorder Photo by Jacob Mejicanos on Unsplash

I am not a rule or a thumb
I am after the math changes
like when he cums and then leaves

on the black pavement, they don’t move –
they are yellow and dead
and glued by storm

without lightning, I cannot burn
without worship, I am empty
words do not matter

but I want them all
the words
the matter
the exalt

If I bleed out – don’t scream at me
for doing it wrong

Blackwater

in here

oxygen has stopped moving
a body is melting over a dream
that is alive and well
an intention

blackwater

we intertwine like parasites
we love like decay

i could be convinced to move out of here
but every moon begs for this same
consistency

and I am no moon

between a bullet and a knife

poetry, suicide, depression, mental health, bipolar disorder

it’s just like a gunshot

these hot words in my head that force
blood to move

for once I am not tar

and the girl on the back of this page
she is certain
I will find a way

she sings it “goes on and on”
and it will

If I don’t stop it myself