cold days

// cold days //

I know i'm supposed to be alright, but I just can't shake this feeling.

Winter

winter.

cold.

barren.

beautiful.

for just one season of the year,

the suns heart turns cold.

as if he has been betrayed by heat.

so he cries.

he cries little snowflakes.

each so beautiful and complex.

but then again,

we are finding beauty in the tears of another.

is that wrong?

winter.

cold.

barren.

beautiful.

from my poetry blog

Fake

//

 

 

tell me I'm wrong

I'll show you I'm right

I'm tired of crying

I will win this fight

You tell me it was fake

It's all in my head

But I know it was real

Dreams of being dead

your games are torture

disguised as love

I fall every time

from your silent shove

I was so little and innocent

but you left me out to dry

and so to this day

I still will cry

but because we are family

I am supposed to sit and smile

behind your fake love

you really are quite vile

Two Sides

from my poetry blog

 

imagine

if you did one thing,

and there were two sides.

one adored you.

while one mocked you.

you try to listen to one side,

then the other betrays you.

you try to please the other side,

but you get scolded.

what would you do?

would you run?

hide?

oh but if you do that,

both sides get upset

so you try to listen to both of the voices

screaming in your head,

but one person can only handle so much.

so every night you die,

just a little inside,

until one day your thoughts collide

like crashing waves on rocks.

so you break down.

then both sides comfort you.

but only long enough,

then the cycle begins again.

Pain

from my poetry blog

pain

so much pain

teeth clenched

stomach tied

i was there

but you don’t see me

i try to hold back

hold back the tears welling in my eyes

i feel like i could puke

is this what i get?

for caring?

my stomach churns

hard.

harder.

my throat hurts from trying to hold back

the sob trying to find its way out.

pain.

so much pain.

Three Words

via

The words hit me like a train. Running full speed ahead.

I don’t hesitate.

I run.

I run faster than i’ve ever ran before. My eyes are clouded by tears, lingering down my cheek. I keep running. My skin absorbs the bright sun. If today was different, it would feel nice. But now it feels like a blistering cold blizzard. I trip over a rock, twisting my ankle. I bite my lip in agony, but hold back the scream trying to escape from inside of me.

This is nothing compared to what is ahead of me.

I.

Have.

Cancer.

(this is not me)

City

via 

I smile at him, his face orange in the bright sunset. He combs his long fingers through his black hair and grins back. We stare down at the city, the glass reflecting back the sun just right. The wind blows through the side of the helicopter, and sways us back and forth. Joe’s expression fades from a grin to a worried look. “What is it?” I ask, but before he can answer, I look to my right to see another helicopter coming straight for us. The pilot yells into his headset, “mayday mayday!”. I scream as the other helicopter’s propellers come flying towards us, shattering the windows. Our helicopter plummets down, the wind howling like a train.  I turn my head to see Joe’s bloody head. His neck is sideways against the seat. A scream emerges from the pilot as he falls out of the helicopter. His fingers grip the edge, but slip off soon after.

I cry out just as everything turns black.


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Broken

Via

//I stare at the lake.

 It is clear.

Like the sky.

But my mind is not.

I can't help it.

I pull the brown hair away from my face.

 The face I once loved. 

The face that was once me.

I am different now.

I am careful now.

Everything will be okay,

I tell myself.

But although my ears can hear by words,

my heart can not.

I am broken. \\

 

from my poetry blog