Charlie May Cullip

Jun 2016

The Girl Who Loves You

Flex

You never really know how strong you are until you're alone,
crying and forced to pick yourself up off the floor.
That is when you can truly see how big your emotional muscles are
and I promise
they are bigger than you ever thought possible.

Flex them.

#love #sad #pain #alone #crying #strength #emotions #muscles #flex #hellopoetry107

Charlie May Cullip Jun 2016

Cold Turkey

"You have cold turkey." They said
I never knew what they meant by that.
"I have no such thing; I'm a vegetarian."
They said it has nothing to do with meat though...
Yes I'm cold and shivering,
But why 'cold turkey'?
"Your skin feels clammy: like a turkey." They said,
But I wouldn't know; never eaten one in my life.

This poem is a response to another poem I wrote called "You're like my own personal brand of ******."

#love #drugs #vegetarian #vegetarianism #coldturkey #crueltyfree #harddrugs

Charlie May Cullip Jun 2016

"You're like my own personal brand of ******."

I hate to say what's already been said,
Yet I feel it necessary to do so;
"You're like my own personal brand of ******."
Addictive.
The more you give of yourself to me,
The more I need.
And then when you go,
With no warning,
I am left alone to deal with the shakes,
The trembles,
This cold turkey that you have left me.

#love #heartbreak #drugs #breakups #shakes #coldturkey

Jun 2016

Neil Brooks

Heroine

I've lost another dear friend,
Another kindred spirit,
To the culling of this worsening
****** epidemic.

No more new poems
Waiting in my inbox.
No more just checking in.
No more redemption.

Just another empty hole
Pierced through our lives
Taken by the tip
Of a needle.

#addiction #death

Charlie May Cullip Jun 2016

Bleed Me Dry

Bleed me dry,
Desiccate,
I beg you;
Anything
Would be less
Torturous
Than this love
I feel for
You, you, you.

#love #hate #death #vampire #human #torture #thirstforblood #humanvampirerelationship

Jun 2016

NV

baggage

and i have never really understood why i hate luggage.
why i barely own handbags,
and would much rather fit the necessities in my purse.
why school didn't seem so bad if i had less books on my back.

i had never really understood why i hated so much baggage.

until i realised that it was because i already had all of me,
to carry.