I'm in the eye of the storm
It’s a nice break but I know it’s not over
The forecast shows another month of hell
In my brain that might not go over very well
It could become deformed
Rain will grow a green four leaf clover
Clear blue skies
And because of them, sometimes my heart dies
I don’t know the next time I’ll meet the sun again
I don’t care how long the storm is, I'm not going to stop
The odds I have to beat
It’s not easy at all stuck in the heat
The whispers of wind from way back when,
My jaw didn’t pop
When I could think freely without stress
Back when I didn’t know what made a mess
But it wasn’t great back then either
When my future comes I have to keep in mind that I can’t control what others think
Let them think whatever the hell they want
Let us be stupidly nonchalant
Dark clouds and rainstorms neither
Are the things that make you stink
Don’t believe in staying inside on rainy days
I don’t need the sun’s praise
I feel anxious for what my future could hold
I have grit
How will I make it much longer?
How much farther do I have to go?
I want to see books getting sold
Between a rock and a hard place I do not want to sit
I'm in the eye
And that gives me some time to think
I saw my love again,
But through a loop hole in the chain
That I was behind, letting my Novocaine down a street drain I’m invisible
If she saw me, it’d be worse
Walking miles away until the next curse Hopefully there will be a next time
I’ll go through it just for the sight of her
For what I wished we were Going fast out of pain
The shackles cut deep
As I don’t make a peep… Except for the dry leaves
Keeping my poise,
Through the leafing noise I left with the lonely winter leaves
Bare trees
Unbearable, white, snow-capped knees I saw her
Thankfully her loveliness didn’t spot me
With my weakened, shaking knees
It felt like I started a new life
A good one
A happy one It was a life full of new people
And new experiences
That were better than ever before A life without popularity
A life built of trust
And support A new home
In tents and out of town
With a better view of the lovely stars Now I'm back in my town
Back to the same life
Back to the same person Back inside
Where the breeze does not blow
And where the sky is not as beautiful Back inside
Where there aren't any waterfalls
And yet I find my feet in the same shoes
The smell on your shirt, has left
I used to get high off it
If ever, it will be years until the next time I see you
I know you’re not who a lot of people think you are
When is the next time I can capture the bass clef?
Elegant painfully good songs
Not that I’m jealous
No luck
Neglecting my big dream
Knowing, if you work hard you can less wrongs
I’m going to try to up my game
Kangaroo it up
Knotted, and stuck tight
Knocking and banging on my dream's ragged, hard door
Cars so many, with people most of the same
Ought to be different and stand out
Right away I realized that I want it
Ringing in my ears the impact you made on me
Raging sea of bloodsweet, heartful music and people
Unfair richness, born with an endless money spout
Oh why?
Yelling and screaming for another chance
Yak club, I can’t afford the cost to see your face
For I will deny
The boat left without you, you were too late
What would you do?
Just to chase your dream
Would you go to the extremes?
Would you jump into the water?
Would you do that even if you risked the chance of hypothermia, and just swim?
Does your dream fill you to the brim?
The bus left without you
What would you do?
Just to chase an easily broken dream
Would you go to the extremes?
Would you start running?
Would you do that with hurting side stitches?
Dreams can be b*tches
The train left without you
What would you do?
Just to chase your dream
Would you go to the extremes?
Would you try to follow the train tracks?
You’d never be able to keep up with the train
Dreams can take away your spoons, and drain
The plane left without you
What would you do?
Just to chase your already pulverized dream
Would you go to the extremes?
Would you drive?
You’d be late
Someone could steal your shattered fate
The team left without you
What would you do?
Just to chase you nearly impossible dream
Would you go to the extremes?
Would you push too hard and make yourself sick
Dreams can be d*cks
So what you missed your dream?, find a new one!
What do you think is fun?
Find one that you’re not too late for
Open your eyes there’s many doors
Protect you dream with your life, with the fire in your eyes, you’ll never get stuck
To life’s troubles you can just say f*ck!
Though I am stressed more than a rubber band about to snap
I have you beside me which
Makes me think that I am the luckiest person to live
As I lay here tonight, staring at your back
I realize that you are better
Than any dream I could have ever dreamed
So beautiful I feel like I'm ruining you
You're like a good book
And I'm the gum stuck in between your pages
I will forever be very thankful that you like me
And puzzled
I just can’t comprehend why you would like this piece of abc gum
Maybe I can’t understand because I'm dum
Even though
You would argue with me all day about that
I'm sorry that I sometimes have a habit of staring at you
Its just, goddamn girl
How did you ever fall into me, out of everyone else
I find that I feel so fucking awesome
When my hand is in yours
Whatever mistakes I made that lead me to you I would make over and over again
If it meant that we’d be together
Wherever and
Forever
Unpenetratable silence
Every movement amplified
But it's just because it's quiet
Can we silently start a riot? It's quiet enough to hear a pin drop
You can hear people breathe
But that's because it's quiet
Can we please start a riot? Every move of this pencil sounds like it hurts
Trillions of graphite atoms screaming
My imagination goes crazy when it's too quiet
For my sanity, someone start a riot Or at least start talking
Tapping your foot would do
To stop the awkward quiet
Get us out of here so lead a riot When I'm alone, battling on my own
I want to listen to music for the illusion,
That it is not quiet
So I don't start a riot Music and words keep me sane
When I can no longer go,
Into the anxiety provoking quiet
Music and poetry are my silent riot
5:55 at still not, alone
The sun is coming up
And I’ll see it down again
As the day gets brighter
The darker my day gets
If I'm walking uphill
That does not mean I am not going downhill
And if I'm in the eye of the hurricane,
That does not mean from the storm I am free
The higher I get, the lower I sink
The more I wait for the perfect moment
The faster it will pass because I am a small, white, rodent
A rodent so quiet it forgot to squeak
A shrugging girl so quiet she forgot to speak
Tempting, as it may be, I'm too tired to argue with your opinion
Scenery flashing by as I try to run on my legs of rubber molasses
Frustration drips down my face and my body
When I run from my problems I am running right into their tangled arms
Living away from them, they get bigger
Living with them, I go crazy claustrophobic
I want stars; I want the moon’s blood
I do not want to be lonely but I want to be alone
You, little flit flirt
Back at my window
From bad to good, my feelings you convert
The wind blows, blows, blows
Window, open, I still can’t hear you
Please stay
With you I think I’ll get through
My light of day
Everything, you give
I’ll saver
Die for you, or live?
If you ever need a favor...
You and I don’t have the clock,
Don’t rush
Love, my time torturously tick tocks
Me heart you better not crush
I will succeed
Still you come and go
Love me?
You taught me how to go with the flow
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm going to unfold a special poem for you
I should start off by saying, Happy Valentines Day
My best contrast is that your eyes are brown
Any day you can fix my frown
Just like everyone else’s,
You lips are red
Sometimes I want to kiss them, enough said
I can’t wait for when we’re older and have money
You hair is black
Someday we shall pack
Where should we go?, We both ask ourselves
I love your skin so tan
I love my man
I've got stories to tell,
When were old and gray
I hope you'll stay
Staring at the dark ceiling
I have it memorized
If only the glow in the dark stars were real constellations
I’d know my way around them by now
I’m a night owl; a nocturnal creature dealing
A toilet flushing down the hall
Brings me back to my punishment of being under aged
Being owned by your parents
They call it custody
I call it a prison of musty walls
I'm allergic to the stuffy skeleton of this house
Keeping the keys quiet so I don’t get in trouble
Deep trouble
For something so little
In comparison of the big picture and the hole in my blouse
I need to get away from the light pollution
So I can shine brighter than my cousins
Two stars, and I get compared to them
It’s inevitable because I'm trapped being related
Because I must be part of the salty solution
I must get away from the people asking me why I'm not shining,
While my surface is burning hotter than magma
Waiting to explode
Letting the pressure you put in me develop,
Into diamonds I will wear while going out with a special one dining
Letting some steam off in a perfect sun storm
I'm fast and burn hard
But I wait like a cat about to pounce
You won’t see it coming before you're in a ring of flames
You can’t freeze my flames out, with your heart so cold you still can’t even make the temperature go from hot to warm
Hello over there! I love writing poetry. I have a dream of becoming a writer! I hope that my poetry makes you feel like you're not in this world all alone.
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