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Suicide Note

If I should die before I wake
And this be the last breathe I take. 
Just know this was a decision that I made. 
That I was a soul that just couldn't be saved. 
And try as might to take the blame, 
It just isn't your fault. 
You gave birth to me , 
But you didn't breed these anxieties. 
And you put the voices in my head. 
And you didn't know I cried myself to bed.

If I die and you feel that it is before my time. 
Just know I was suffering but now I'm fine. 
I struggled with the decision to go or to stay. 
I know you're probably angry with me and that's okay. 
I know you  think I'm selfish for ending my life this way. 

If I should die before I wake 
I pray the Lord my soul to take...
That he alone will have mercy and grace, 
To know how hard of a decision it was on me. 
And the scars on my lifeless body will remain 
Not as who I was but of who I became.  
Do not cover them with make up 
Because I am unashamed. 
I was hurting and they are symbolic of my pain. 

If I should die today...

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2016



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A Perfect Man Does Not Exist

A perfect man does not exist, 
A perfect man does not exist,
A perfect man does not exist
But if that's true then who is this...
This person who seems to think that I could be his everything, who smiles when I sing... Badly
Whose in awe of me and my quirks and my quips. 
My eyes, nose and my lips. 
He greets me with the day, thinks my hair is perfect for play.
And is pleased with me in every way. 
How wonderful of a man you are, that I see no fault in you. 
But being blind to it doesn't mean there are no faults in you. 
A perfect man does not exist 
And all the while, I long for your kiss, and your arms to be wrapped around me in the sweetest way.
That you're who I want to see at the end of a long day. 
And I know I must seem crazy, for jumping into something so soon, 
My lack of cautiousness, probably makes me look like a fool. 
But I would be foolish,
If I passed up on this...
I called myself a princess, but he's already made me a queen. 
A perfect man does not exist; so maybe this is a dream ?

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2016

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Truest Love

He's got my heart strings 
I want him to be my everything. 
I look at him constantly amazed. 
He's so entralled in conversation he doesn't notice my gaze. 
In still life or up close and personal.  
My body, mind and spirit yearns for his soul. 

He's art, incredible and unchanging. 
He is simply amazing.
Renaissance in words, but modern by birth 
Theres no way of truly determining his worth. 
His passion compels me. 
He's more than I'll ever deserve. 

Like the statue of David
A beauty I've never seen 
But somehow has the ability to inspire 
Incredible things. 
He's Martin Luther with his actions 
He's Shakespearean with his diction 
A person so magnificent,  
You'd think could only exist in fiction. 

But he's as real as the blood flowing through my veins 
He keeps me humble and yet drives me insane.  
He's a contradiction that yet contradicts himself
Not even the great orators could explain. 
Small things give me joy, like the simple sound of his name. 

I speak of him as if I know him better than myself. 
The pedestal I've put him on is more prestige than the top shelf.  
Holding him close is my deepest desire. 
But life's cruel fate has made me just an admirer.

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2016

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23

And on the eve of 23 
She stared in the mirror in disbelief. 
This is the girl who wanted to die at 16. 
Who didn't think the future could yield anything worth living for. 
Whose home felt like nothing but trap doors. 
Her innocence snatched without consent,  
couldn't think of a decision she didn't regret
Birth included. 
She marveled at the girl-...young woman that stood before her. 
"I've come so far " 
So many things came along to destroy you. 
Some of your battle wounds more visible than others 
But they are scars because you have recovered. 
You have proven you're stronger than the things that hurt you, 
Your mind included. 
No you're not where you want to be but you're better than where you've been. 
This is your second wind. 
I know you have fallen but look, you're standing and don't even know how. 
The reflection in the mirror is every moment that led up to here and now. 
I look at that woman and I am so proud. 
On the eve of 23 
I look in the mirror and I see...me.

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2016

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Rebirth

You told me to remain the same. 
That I was perfect , I didn't need to change. 
But that couldn't possibly be true, otherwise you wouldn't have left? 
You wouldn't have been able to find anyone to replace me, if I was perfect then you had already  found the best? 
I mean with you I was always hopeful, endearing and considerate. 
For you I actually tried to be just that, perfect. 
It's my biggest regret. 
I allowed you to put me in a box, you defined me. 
From how I wore my hair to how I should speak. 
You killed my creativity, my youthfulness, my spontaneity. 
And it's ironic, I allowed those things because I saw you the same way, a perfect person, knowing  no such beast exist,  but to me you were as close to perfect as perfect could get. 
So I let...you kill me, I let you will me and mold me and recreate me, in hopes of being everything you could ever dream. 
My soul died with you, you had the matches 
But I struck the box that created the flame
And you watched as everything I was burned to ashes. 
You said I was perfect and still you tried to change me. 
You left me in ashes and I had to gather all of what I could see. 
You forced a rebirth in me , to rise again like a Phoenix
Because you can not fix this 
I can not fix this
Fire creates rebirth. 
A new start. 
A new beginning.

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2016



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Untitled

Do you believe in a life for a life ? 
Some say it's only fair. 
"They say that a killer deserves to die!"
I had friend die at the ripe age of 14 
Not by a person but
by a disease. 
Tell me who should die for her sake ?
Died before she had a chance to be great. 
It messed with me mentally 
Cause I saw what she had the potential to be.
Strong willed, kind hearted and Intelligent. 
Always knew what was relevant, forever dismissing the ignorance of those who were irrelevant. 
The first year you were gone was the hardest. 
Those days were some of my darkest. 
Trying to keep you alive in my everyday, 
Didn't want to cry, I wanted to be okay. 
I wanted to be strong the way you always knew how to be. 
I wanted to smile cause I knew you were looking down on me. 
Here it is seven years later, and there's still no one that could ever take your place. 
You're my forever friend, I can guarantee you that will never change. 
I hope paradise is everything, you want it to be. 
I hope you have a spot reserved just for me.

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2016

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Poems and Prose

I want to write about you 
Matthew.... 
I want to hold you forever, in my book of poems and prose 
So even if you leave , I'll have you still and you'll never know. 
I want to poetically define the hair on your face
And the quaint comfort I feel at your place. 
I want to find the perfect simile for your warmth and the sun. 
And how it's too soon to tell if you're " the one" 
But I still hope you are. 
I want to express the joy I feel, when you're name lights up my phone. 
How I smile like a fool, even when im not alone. 
Poetry is the only way I know how to make my feelings clear.
That in a room full of people, nothing and no one matters if you're not there. 
I want to metaphorically, descriptively, say, 
How I would fight for your honor. And to keep you by my side. 
How holding your hand, gives me so much pride. 
I want to write about you, because nothing in life last forever, and I don't know how long we're meant to be together. 
But if I write about you, that's a tie , I will never have to sever. 
Because these are the things that life is made up of ,
How I know my feelings aren't lust, but not quite love. 
I have to write about you, cause people come and they go. 
And as much as I'd like to hold on to you, I just never know. 
That one day you could decide, I'm no longer what you want out of life. 
That the day may come when you decide to say, to say goodbye.

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2016

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Love of Man

It’s crazy how the time go..
My exes claim they miss me but really just want to  me on the down low. 
They don’t want a second chance 
But will settle for a second round though
Sweet talk in my ear. 
Cum on my sheets.  
But wouldn’t do a double take if they saw me on the streets. 
Guess this pussy was just nostalgia. 
Forgot how good it felt. 
But now that it’s over and done. 
Might as well have left money on the shelf.  
You did everything necessary to get me bed. 
Your words were intertwined with seduction. 
Started off fully clothed
Look at us now next to nothing. 
We’re hardly even exes now 
We’re just bodies, 
We’re just ing. 
Your hands firm
Your face straight. 
Two fingers in the pussy 
Talking bout, “I need to warm up my plate” 
Pull them out I wannna taste. 
You didn’t know I wanted to  too? 
You’re not the only one who can play this game. 
Rubbing on that D; 
Make sure he’s standing at attention. 
Put it in; pull it out til that pipe start leaking 
I mean it. 
You thought you were running this show. 
Oh no; let me get on top so I put this ride to bed. 
Get you worked up ; make you tremble your legs. 
Then you can top me off with some head 
Watch me bust a nut ; cum dripping down my leg. 
Don’t try to cuddle me when we’re through. 
I called you an Uber and it’s downstairs waiting for you.  

-XO

Copyright © Mari Elisha Williams | Year Posted 2020


Book: Shattered Sighs