3 AM

3 AM

By Allie Marie

3 AM.

A ring pierces through

the songs of crickets and the winds ‘ dances.

Instant panic ensues.

A crack in the speaker

encloses on the other side.

All too soon.

Meet you on the other side.

Despite all doubts.

Love survives. 




By Ally Marie


Anxiety tattooed like a riddle across my skin

Irritated eyes switch to glasses

Fingers like drumsticks against the base of the table

Words drown by too much of my drink

Not even alcoholic but it replaces saying what I think

Force myself to leave the scene

Escape into the bathroom

Catch a reflection in the mirror

What I see I was never after

But is this really me

Torn by my own decree




You Shouldn’t

You ¬†Shouldn’t

By Allie Marie 


You shouldn’t stick around.

You’re smarter if you don’t.

I’m just around the corner,

but never really there.

Stuck in this place

concerned over whether I should care.

I play a game with your patience

and my insecurities.

They say these things-

well they say they’re easy.

They’re not when you don’t know

you are meant to be.


Apology Talks

Apology Talks

By Allie Marie


I don’t want to be like this.

I speak in apologies.

You’re taking away the best of me.

Whispers are the same as shouts.

I don’t want to speak anymore.

The truth can pain all of us;

even those who think themselves as victim.

There’s a time, a way, and place.

This isn’t it.

I feel sick.

Behind a Screen

Behind a Screen

By Allie Marie
It is easy to feel brave,
when you’re not seen.

You speak half truths

through a computer screen.

I caught you now

and you know.

But, I guess that doesn’t matter.

My lips are wired shut.

Rat has never been in my lingo

unlike how it thrives in yours.

I’ll let the rest of the world catch you.

They’ll be harsher than I ever would .