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Best Poems Written by Megan Mcgill

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Under Our Rug


Under the rug it goes
So nobody else will know

Under the rug it goes
Safe, beneath trodding toes

Under the rug is safe
For an unspoken mistake

Under the rug there’s pain
And spitted, rotten, distain

Under the rug where secrets travel 
The fibers insure, nothing unravels

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23 Is Too Young To Die

When I found out you died I scrambled and panicked.

Not because you were gone, but needing proof of your presence.

I checked the last texts and tore up my bed

I want to 
throw. up.

From the last words we said.

Your friends never knew because you kept me
From you.


But then you died.


Your efforts to compartmentalize your loved ones for fear of being seen..

Crashed 
When you did.

You gave us no choice, leaving us alone.

Your sweet guarded soul, 
childlish
but protective. 


I want to push and shake you,

For being so reckless!



We came together though, after you left. 

Your mom and sis did lanterns and 
we almost burned down the sky,

You would’ve laughed so hard
while all of us cried.

I talked to your roomies, and their girlfriends too
Crazy how much we really all
loved you.

One night I drove up and sat on your bed. 
Amelia let me in—  it’s healing,
She said.

I took one of your hoodies, and it still smells like you’re here
Smothering into it, makes our love feel so pure.



I think about you always, and I’m still 
So mad
and 

Desperately sad.


You lived so fast.

Speeding until the end,
Surrounded by fire.
 
I pray you weren’t there, or at least
were unconscious

Because
Your pain ending in pain wouldn’t be right 

It’s been two months and I still cuddle 
your hoodie at night.

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Loneliness Lives In My Bones

Loneliness lives in my bones.

People say get out of the house,
Be social and talk to a friend but

Crowds make it worse
Small talk sounds like chalkboard nails and
Sometimes..
I feel like 
An alien invader outer-spacer
Hug evader
Human traitor
 ….Warmth betrayer.

Conversation is painful, 
So pointless and empty.
99% of the time it makes me..
Cringe and 
My legs hinge and

Voices buzz like bees around me and the air gets thick and sticky, I…

Fall to my knees, cover my ears try to cry out 

but

I am alone.

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Robert Lost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
Tried to follow Frost’s journey as far as I could.

Nah, f*** this, walking is terrible.
I stray off the paths
searching for something,
a little more bearable 

I find a farmhouse and an old pesticide plane
At this point the road not taken by has gone down the drain

Steal the plane and now we fly
Through pink clouds and regretless skies 

I jerk wide awake.. from my dreams,
And my pillows soften
my grounded screams.

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Interwoven

You wanted me pure 

But we both drooled poison.

We were,
Interwoven.

Since the first eye contact..deep stroke 
when you asked me to bust
.. I

Melted with you.

Earned my trust mid thrust,

eyes on me saying:

“I’m cussing inside of you”

I was a fool.

We locked deep with our mouths and we sucked out our souls.

Two fallen angels, half of one whole