The Little Black Book of Poems: Nervous

If you knew my story.

Every word,

Every wound behind each scar,

Would I still have you?

If you knew who I used to be,

Would you still love the girl I have become?

If only you saw what I saw.

The scenes that cut before my eyes—

Dangerous.

Disastrous.

Would you still see me as you?

You look into my eyes.

I stare back.

I wonder what you see.

Beauty;

Or, a beautiful disaster?

They say the truth will set you free,

But will it just be another excuse to let me go?

 

xoxo,

macey bee

 

 

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5 thoughts on “The Little Black Book of Poems: Nervous

  1. Cristian Mihai says:

    Fantastic poem. Fantastic. Loved it! Loved every single line. I’ve been in love with the words beautiful disaster ever since I read some lines that went like this: “I could be your beautiful disaster, and you could be my forever after.”

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    • maceybee says:

      Thank you so much, truly. those words mean the world to me. and the best part is.. i know exactly what you mean about loving the words “beautiful disaster.” they have such a ring with a strong meaning. another phrase i love is “perfectly flawed.” so glad you found my page.

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