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What am I doing?
What am I doing?
What am I doing?
I say I love this
and I like to think that I'm good at it
Am I?
I don't think so anymore
I forget to practice for lessons I dread
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Lullaby
Twinkle, twinkle
little star
how I wonder what you are
am I your star?
Up above the world so high
that's where you are
that's where I want to be
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Intertwined
I'm never letting go of you
it's too late
there's special love I've never felt
and I'm feeling it
secure in your arms
happy with your hand in mine and our faces pressed together
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I used to curse the snow
I used to curse the snow
used to fight every tradition about snow days
in denial
I would wake up early and get ready like I could
prevent it from happening
well the snow still fell
the roads still closed
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Fire and roses
I was made of fire
before the roses blessed me
I was made impure
before purity chose me like
I was some kind of tortured angel
I used to be bad
the worst
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Silenced
My feelings as words
it's supposed to be safe
I just want to rant.
Deleted.
Cancelled.
No evidence.
Go away.
Loves
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Sun-drunk, Cherry-stained
And eating cherries in the morning, I think about Icarus
Young, Golden, Brilliant Boy
So overcome by the freedom
So overcome by the ecstasy of it all
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The love I never knew I needed
The one person who gets me without trying
We share our secrets and fears
The family I never knew I needed
The love of my life because I know they'll never leave me
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My kinda love
How do you know when you love someone?
I'm not talking about being comfortable around them
Or enjoying their presence.
I'm talking love love. -
Love poem #1
When I am trying to fall asleep
You are all I think about
Aside from the lights flickering and the washing machine humming
Nothing can take my mind off of thoughts of
Secret kisses and
Falling asleep on your chest
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My sister that is not my blood
She is my sister,
that is not my blood.
Long black hair,
and kind eyes.
Composition class,
met by chance,
ended up laughing till our sides hurt.
Now we are in college,
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Journal One (Fern's Journal)
The teacher asked a question. I knew the answer. I was sure of it. Of course nobody wanted to hear it from me, so I just kept my mouth shut. Like always. This was just how my day went. Something went wrong? No one wants to hear it.