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Jess Marlo Poem
You are a thief
You have stolen the shine from her hair and the light from her smile
You auctioned off every unmarked joy you took
You put smiles into storage units, and laughs under lock and key
You took her away from us, you locked her in her room
She is curled up in bed protesting your presence
Yet you have weaselled you way into her life again
Where you loom over her like the clouds that block the sun
Where you infect her mind , seeping in like the rags we’ve used to sop up the blood
The blood you drew and made us believe she did it
I know it was you
You are a thief
You have taken my friend
You have taken a mother
You have taken a sister
You have taken a daughter
You left behind a shell
You are a thief
You try to take her life away from her
You try to convince her it is worth nothing
But I believe in her like I believe the ocean meets the sand
And I know she is stronger than you
I know you will continue to turn off the lights and try to leave her in the dark,
But she is stronger than the struggle.
She struggles not to shine.
She is the light that bleeds into darkness.
She is the sunrise, sending off the stars.
And you are a thief.
I saw you take her smile. I saw you take her will.
I saw you take her hope. Now I don't see her anymore.
I just see you.
You are a thief.
You are depression.
You steal away smiles and lives, friends and family.
You feed on misery.
You stole my friend.
I will remind her of what she has lost until we bury you.
I will tell her to stand for joy,
And to stand against you.
We will not let you in anymore.
You are not robin hood.
You are not invincible.
You are not her,
And you are not welcome.
I can see through you.
I know what you are.
You are a thief.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2022
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Jess Marlo Poem
I invite you to see my milestones;
Twisted tea tastes better.
I want you to understand my goals;
Twisted tea tastes better.
I want you to be in my life;
But you drink until you steal a strangers sweater.
I offer you love when you feel alone -
You don't think I"ll worry ever;
But I'm not sure Twisted tea should taste better.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2023
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Jess Marlo Poem
Pour every second and every ounce,
Into a reality that cannot be actualized.
Try your hardest and go the mile;
You will be told it is not enough.
It's hard to find any solace in this world;
Your biggest achievements feel unnoticed.
If you can find the strength to realize your achievements are for you,
You perhaps can find enough peace to remember how well you have done.
You made it this far, didn't you?
There are many things I do not understand.
I do not know why some that I love can slam the door so quickly,
I do not know why some hurt eachother like this.
I know that the more love I splash on others the more love washes over me:
I know that it does not pay to be angry.
I know that you did your best,
I know you have regrets.
I know you have achievements,
And I know you deserve love.
It's just hard to realize you aren't the love I deserve.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2023
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Jess Marlo Poem
I say things like "never let some a**hole ruin your day",
But regardless of the facade, people get to me.
I have emotions bottled up inside me decades old,
I spent too long walking around saying to my sad old self
"Nobody will ever know what you felt today."
Sometimes I think I hurt myself,
But when I look at my scars I know I did.
I can recall being told that I should not take razors to my skin because that's what
"Deeply damaged people do".
I'm not sure if I'd say I'm deeply damaged or not, i don't know.
Nobody told me what qualifies as "deep", so it's hard to gage.
I'd say I'm carrying around a pretty significant package of pain.
Things were hard then and they are now too,
We all went through it, you were there, you know.
It was hard.
We watched our mother diminish to a breathing skeleton and we watched our father break.
His wife was dying - he was trying - some were lying - regardless of evidence some weren't buying - I was crying.
Cmon.
It was tough and we delt how we could.
Yes, it still hurts today.
I think it always will.
Some of us left too soon and some of us are far too blue.
I'm sure if we can forgive eachother we can get better.
I don't know what I'm talking about -
Maybe we'll never get better.
How the fcuk are we supposed to know if we don't try?
I want to feel good guys,
We were good.
I need you all.
You aren't "just the past" and I wish i never had thought like that.
Maybe we are now, because I'm not sure we can mend this.
I don't know. I want you guys to come home though.
I miss you all.
I love you, and I never stopped.
The love is real. It exists here with us.
Don't hold back when love exists.
Don't hold back - just come back.
~a sad, incoherent poem written by a sad tipsy poet with family problems
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2023
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Jess Marlo Poem
I have grown tired of violence over love.
I threw my cautions aside when I felt this for you,
and I swore I would not be a punished woman.
You will not be the exception to this any longer.
I cannot believe I thought I could find love in this pain,
as if I deserved to sift through your eagerness to anger to find what love you could spare for me.
I do not know when I will actualize the reality of where my heart is now,
but I cannot pretend anymore that you did not break me.
I do not know when you first said you did not love me,
I don't know why I let you take it back.
But I do not love you, because I cannot love you.
Not when you don't love me.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2023
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Jess Marlo Poem
I know you don't understand.
I don't know how you could.
I never made it clear to you, but lately things are no good.
I moved 1000 miles away with someone I thought would treat me right,
and now I'm stuck, I'm scared and there's no end in sight.
I've asked for help but I cut my ties and some said to fight him off,
but they don't understand I've already lost it all.
I tried to fight, I made it worse - maybe I'm not strong enough.
Maybe I never should have thought I was anything like tough.
I dont know, I blame me too, but I still want to ask you for help,
I just know that again you'll say i brought this on myself.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2023
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Can you imagine if we never ended up here?
Imagine not clenching your fists;
Imagine if you allowed me to give you comfort,
Instead of demanding this tense and empty company.
I just think you'd be happier.
Can you imagine letting someone love you?
Imagine if you never pushed me away.
Imagine if you never said those things, if you never left a mark.
Imagine if we had never had to say sorry for the things we did.
I just think we'd be happier.
Can you imagine if I'd ever stood up to you?
Imagine if the first time we went sour I had said "no".
Imagine if I had the guts to realize I chose this life and that I shouldn't have dreamed you'd change.
I just think I'd be happier.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2023
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Jess Marlo Poem
I lay here beside you,
It's not quite 9:00pm.
You are long gone,
Absorbed by the alcohol.
Tonight, like every other,
I cooked for you.
When you were hungry after dinner,
I cooked again.
I did your laundry for work tomorrow.
I cleaned the house.
All the while,
You became consumed.
The alcohol takes my husband and leaves behind someone I cannot recognize.
I never know how much you drink, unless I count the bottles.
When I saw you fading into that blackened place tonight,
Laying on the bed, muttering unintelligibly,
I made a mistake.
I wanted to love you.
I leaned across the bed and I kissed your face,
And I felt the sharp jolt of your hands hitting my sides.
That did not hurt nearly as much as when I heard you say,
"Get the f@!# off me!"
I often wonder why you asked me to marry you.
I wonder why I love you so much when I lay here, unable to sleep because I feel so unloved.
I never imagined this being my life.
I thought that you would love me,
Care for me, want me to follow my dreams and to feel safe.
Yesterday when you screamed at me in the car,
You told me I must want you to feel miserable.
You said that I am not a part of your family.
You told me that I don't listen to you.
You told me I was useless.
Why do I stay?
Why do I tell myself I can bring out the best in you?
Why have you made leaving so difficult when you don't want me?
It's so difficult to understand someone who hurts me this way, then who makes me so afraid to leave.
I feel like a burden, but I used to feel like you loved me.
Part of me knows that it isn't my fault, but all the times you've told me it was got to me.
I can't begin to explain what's happened to me.
My ambitions, my creativity, I don't know when I lost it.
I'd imagine it's when I lost hope.
When I resigned myself to tucking my face into my coat and wishing I could disappear while you screamed at me and threw things at me.
When I started feeling sick just standing up for myself, because it felt like asking to be hit.
I know that so much of what you hurt me for wasn't my fault.
I guess the hard part is knowing that it's my fault I stayed.
It's my fault I'm not even 25 and it feels like it's all over and there's no way out.
I keep telling myself you're getting better.
I know in the meantime, I'm losing myself.
I write these poems so I don't go insane.
I have no one to tell,
When try to tell him it hurt, I am accused of guilt tripping.
I feel so alone.
Whoever reads this, thank you. I needed you.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2024
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Jess Marlo Poem
I think I need you.
I really need therapy.
Years of therapy.
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2024
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Jess Marlo Poem
I hope you lose sleep
All these things you did to me
I'm done keeping peace
Copyright © Jess Marlo | Year Posted 2024
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