day dreaming dreams of perfect body and heart, only a mirror keeps us apart
Author: mazmcn
Helloo I'm Maz, and I am an aspiring writer / poet / journalist / anything to do with creative literature basically. I'm 20 and I've only been writing for a couple of years but I hope to use this blog as a space to open up and expand my writing and give other people a chance to read it and critique it ha! Don't be shy, communication is the key to everything. Thank you! I hope you enjoy your stay.
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trust change like a seed that never sees its flower but knows it will become something beautiful
Blue Moon
home is where the heart is but I'm at home and I'm still lost without you you took my heart with love so true it made roses bloom you hugged me so right that all my pieces held together your light is bright enough to make the stars surrender with your magnetizing eyes and your … Continue reading Blue Moon
eyes, lips and hands to miss, a reckless miracle mine to love and mine to kiss
still not yours
tie me up I dare you, you won't tell me not to scream. embed your nails into my thighs, control me - you know the way I mean. you're still not left as low as me, pleasing someone while you're down there. pick up your pride, take mine from me, leave all of my sentiments … Continue reading still not yours
Windows to the Soul
Why do you cover your shell but not your soul? To taunt the man who keeps you from being whole? Is the 'liberation of your body' just to mask these oppressive cries? Doesn't the height of obscenity come from the message in your eyes?
No, sir
Yes sir no sir I don't know sir, Said my prayers and held the door sir, Wondering where my independence goes sir. Is there anything else I can do? Is it black or is it white sir, Bathroom breaks are not a right sir, Basic respect is out of sight sir. Is there anything else … Continue reading No, sir
doped
In a house with no windows In a box with no light, It's not what you're used to It'll give you a fright. Like little shaken lambs And nervous sweaty palms, Confidence is my opium I'll take 20 grams.
Dry
The glass is empty dear, So fill it up. The tap is running dear, So get a cup. What do you do when your patience runs dry? You try.
Youniverse
I'd give you the whole world But I can't Because it's mine.
Maz McN 