dandelions

dandelions

NJ

13 years old

Posts

  • The Battle

    He attacks me suddenly 

    Erupts like booming thunder

    And all I do is wonder

    If things will ever change 

    Because I feel his heavy power

    Quick hands 

    Sharp teeth

    Ready to devour 

  • Delicate

    I am delicate,

    not fragile,

    please handle me as such.

     

    I was crafted,

    perfected,

    but I will crumble under your touch.

     

    I am easy to break

    because I am not meant to be broken,

  • Wanted

    I wonder if I can't get over you

    Because I can't get over being wanted

     

    There was something special about being wanted

    Knowing you'd talk for hours about me

    And go out of your way to see

  • Reality

    I hold my breath 

    Until we are free 

    Free 

    To simply 

    Be. 

    And I watch myself suffocate

    Forgive me. 

    I forgot what is of our reality 

  • Dead and Alive

    I am convinced that me being alive is to also die at the exact same time

    I watch the girl in the mirror decaying 

    She's replaying every word she's heard 

    The world saying 

    About her eyes

    Her Lips

Loves

  • Next

    I'm nervous

    And I'm scared.

    Meeting new people -

    Not my thing.

    I can be outgoing

    I can be anyone they want me to be

    Anyone who will be liked

    But me

    I will thrive

  • Poetry

    By wph

    When You Are Old

    When you are old

    Your skin will become like paper,

    And your bones will be like the wooden ribs

    Of a lantern

    So that the world will see the light in your chest.


    But I don't need to wait

  • Can I Go Back

    Can I go back

    Back to the place I call home

    Full of laughter and love

    The place where I sleep above my friend

    As I'm surrounded by so many others

  • 1am

    Home is

    trying not to smudge 

    our still-sticky nail polish

    on the carpet

    as we sit

    cross-crossed

    on the floor

    spilling secrets

    & memories

    our speech sliding

  • Finding Myself

    I found myself in the things I love

    In the music I listen to

    In the books I read

    In the posters on my walls 

    I found myself 

    In my favorite drink

    In going to the beach

    In writing poetry