by cici reagan | Apr 5, 2016 | relationships
I am what you see. Just looking for attention With my painted face And single dimension. Obviously Trying too hard To be artsy. I am what you see. Once a man told me I had dick sucking lips. My then-boyfriend laughed At his hilarious quip And I felt my identity Fall...
by cici reagan | Nov 12, 2015 | addiction and recovery, loss, relationships
*Trigger Warning: sexual assault and rape. My sleep is plagued by nightmares. Some are so real I have to get up, Walk around, Check all the clocks, To convince myself It didn’t happen. I dream I’m drunk, Stumbling and unsure, I’ve lost my car, Can’t find my...
by cici reagan | Jul 29, 2015 | relationships
*Trigger Warning: Sexual abuse. Imagine a girl Trapped in a liquor bottle. This is all she sees- The inappropriate drinking Of her alcoholic father And not old enough To know any different. Sometimes she’s let out, Breathes fresh air, But it’s jarring Because...
by cici reagan | Jun 16, 2015 | relationships
It could have been a dream. They’ve been very realistic, Lately, And I’m having a hard time Knowing the difference. I’m never truly awake Or asleep Somehow half-alive In the midway point Of insanity And happiness And the semi-permanent Jet lag Now that I know I’m...
by cici reagan | Jun 1, 2015 | relationships
Wrapped up In your jacket, Inhaling Memories. It’s intoxicating, Reminding me Of our three weeks Of bliss. Wish you were here. It’s heaven And hell- Devoted, Infatuated, Separated. I drive, Chasing the moon, To feel closer to you, Knowing it’s the same In the sky Over...
by cici reagan | May 25, 2015 | relationships
This poem is based on the play I saw in Newcastle, Rebecca, adapted from the novel written by Daphne du Maurier. I think that in some way I relate very strongly To the new Mrs. de Winter, Who remains nameless. She marries a man She barely knows In a whirlwind...
