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Falling

You’ve got me hanging, On every word you say. I just keep praying, That you feel the same way. I hope this isn’t a trap, That would be crap. You seem different, But that’s been said before. I get the butterflies, All the time. Just waiting for your number, To be seen on the screen. You make me laugh, And you understand. You just see, What hasn’t been seen. I really want this to be more, More than you can think. Can’t you see? I’m falling. Can you catch me? I’m falling for you, It’s uncharted territory. I don’t know what to do. Tell me not to worry, And that you’re falling, too.

Copyright © Myah Schildknecht | Year Posted 2011



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Should'Ve, Could'Ve, Would'Ve

Why ya wanna hurt me so bad? What did I ever do to you? Why ya wanna make me so sad? I just don't know what to do You know how much it kills me When I see you like this I just want you back In my arms to stay I laugh and smile And you can't see I've been waiting for a while For you to come back to me But I guess not You don't care about me What am I thinking? Am I crazy? You never cared Nor will you ever You put on a smile When we were together Now its real Because we're done forever. It shouldn't have ended Not like that We should be in love But now there's no turning back I wish you'd come back for me But that's only a dream Never reality. I wish we could go back, And steal a time machine, Go back before the crap That came between you and me. We.. Should've Could've Would've But we never do, These words live in my mind, But they will never come true.

Copyright © Myah Schildknecht | Year Posted 2011

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To Fly

If I ever had a superpower,
It would be to fly.
To fly high above the trees,
and to soar around the world,
To fall without ever hitting the ground,
To glide on the breezes,
To hear the whistling of the wind 
and to feel the weightlessness of your body,
To soar high in the clouds with the birds.
No fears of falling because you can always float back up.
To seem the soft spring-night air tickle your cheeks as you slowly drift,
To force gravity and air to do your bidding,
and hold your body high up 
next to the stars,
To see the world as God Himself.
And to know it was all truly as good
as He'd always said.

Copyright © Myah Schildknecht | Year Posted 2014

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Heart Broken

It’s hard to find someone new, When all I see is you. It’s hard to move on, When I want you to be the one. I see you everywhere I go, I heard your voice. I smell your clone. I taste your lips. I dream of your smile. I wake up each night, With tears in my eyes. Of course, Another dream about you. You’re the one I want. You’re the one I need. You’re the only one, Who can finally heal me. Forgive me. Hold me. Kiss me. Love me. Tell me you miss me. Tell me it hurts. Tell me you need me. Tell me you love me. I miss you. It’s killing me. I need you, Because I love you. I miss your laugh, Your smile, Your kiss, Your touch, Your voice, Your arms around me, Your eyes looking back at me, Your everything. It’s not about finding, A perfect one. It’s about seeing, Imperfections, Yet still seeing a perfect being. I messed up, Imperfection number one. But I hope you can look past, And see, How much you mean to me.

Copyright © Myah Schildknecht | Year Posted 2011

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Him

I thought it was over.
I thought, "this is the end."
But looking back,
I realize
That was just the push
To find who really I am.

You cannot control my thoughts
Nor my feelings.
You cannot control me.
Ever again. 

I realize now 
that you were simply a stepping stone.
I won't say if it was up or down.
It made me my own person.
It made me make decisions for myself.
I have my own life now.
I don't have to spend it pleasing you.

He hasn't replaced you.
No one can.
Because you see 
I never loved you.
I thought I did. 
I always made excuses 
For your behavior toward me.
I don't have to make excuses for him.
I don't need to justify why he's treating me so horrible.
Because he doesn't.

No, he didn't replace you.
No one can.
He completely obliterated you.
You are nothing to me.
Because he has shown me what love really is.
You are nothing
There's no room for you to be something.
Because he is everything.

He taught me that
Love doesn't hurt
Love doesn't make you hate yourself
Love does make you cry yourself to sleep.
What we had wasn't love. 
It was loving the idea of being in love.
I never loved you.

You should like him too.
He wrestled in high school.
He even likes getting a little tipsy 
Every now and again.
Yeah, you two would be good friends.
I'm glad you weren't though
Because then I would've never met him.
He's my best friend.
I could never say that about you.
I love him
and I tell him everyday.
I could never tell you.
Yeah, you should like him too.
Because of him,
I don't hate you anymore.
I forgive you for everything
And that's a miracle.

Copyright © Myah Schildknecht | Year Posted 2014



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Just a Few More Times

I look into your eyes, Your tear-filled eyes, And it’s over. I’m back, Back in your arms again. I hear your voice, Hear it crack. My heart breaks in half. Tears fill my eyes. I bury my head in your shoulder. I silently begin to cry. Unaware of your wet sleeve, You kiss my head and say: I’m sorry, babe. I shouldn’t have said that. I can’t imagine, How bad that must have hurt you. I was stupid. If you’ll give me another chance, I promise I’ll fix this. I’m so sorry, babe. I start to talk, So you would stop. You can’t cry. I couldn’t take it. You take my hand, I kiss your cheek. You smile, And kiss me back, Just a few more times. Your phone vibrates. It’s your mom. I look into your eyes, Giving you my best puppy-dog eyes. You smile and kiss me, Just a few more times. You say, I’ll see you tomorrow, babe. I smile and kiss you, Just a few more times.

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Them

They fill my heart with so much joy 
And pain. 
For when, she asks me 
"When can I see my mommy and daddy again?
Like, my other mommy and daddy."
It breaks my heart. 
I know she's sad
And confused. 
I have to say 
"I don't think you can see them anymore, Sweetie."
"Because they are sick?" She says.
Yes baby.
 
They are sick.
Sick with heroin addiction. 
Sick with forgetting about you.
Sick with verbally and physically abusing you.
Sick with overdosing while pregnant with your little brother. 
They are sick.

Questions. 
SO many questions.

How do you tell a 3 year old 
that her parents are drug addicts?
that they are constantly choosing drugs over her and her brother?
That they never show up to court meetings to fight for them?
That they make threats at us for "stealing their children"?
How do you tell her she will never see her biological parents again?

How do you tell a 1 year old
who thinks you are his mommy and daddy
that you are not his bio parents?
How do you tell someone that they are adopted?

HOW do you turn away from your children?
HOW do you not even TRY to FIGHT for these children?
HOW can you GIVE up on these babies?
HOW can you go through everyday of your life 
WITHOUT the children you gave birth to?
HOW can you constantly choose the drugs over your babies?
HOW?

Thank you. 
Thank you for doing all of those things.
Because they have a family now.
One that puts them first in everything. 
One that loves them with their whole hearts. 
One where they are safe and happy and adored. 
Thank you for making me a mommy.
And I'm sorry you can't put down the needles to see it.

Copyright © Myah Schildknecht | Year Posted 2017


Book: Shattered Sighs