The world is cold. It creates icicles in your hair and your skin cracks.
Ice forms over everything.
A numbing freeze fills your heart.
And you’re gone….. all gone. and cold. and empty
Your heart is frozen for many a years
and it slowly dies and pulses less loudly
until a crack forms
and that single break may just kill you
because the cold shell breaks open
a piercing last breathe escapes
and your heart begins to bleed
a hindered pulse
and your heart lays to rest
the world is gone
because you are gone
I'm a patchwork on eccentricity and stupidity. I have deep moments, blonde moments, fun moments. I'm serious but have a party side. This blog is about me.. Poems I write, day to day things, and stuff popping up in my head. Hope you all enjoy. xo, Carly
Poetry&other awkward teenage moments
I post mostly normal teenage angst poems; unedited and horribly written. Sometimes I'll post a story about my day.It really is quite boring. It's not meant to be. Yet I don't have much to work off... but maybe someday I'll look back and laugh. So I can remember everything. Share some things. Work on others. and feel happiness. xo.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Pearl
I swim.
Through this pearl field
In the ocean
I pick some up
and they are beautiful
yet they crack in my hand
… . or float away
I see you, a small opaque pink of a pearl
I gently touch my hand to you
and you are smooth
I gingerly pick you up,
as I do not want to break you
or let you float away
I do not hold on too tight
for fear that you may leave,
or endure a scratch
I want to take you home
like a dolly in my pocket
yet I am too scared
of breaking another beautiful pearl
. . especially the most stunning of them all
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Change
Things Change
I change
You change
Our perceptions change
and life goes on
I'm done with being amazed
like a puppy dog running after the new owner
I want to learn
and stop being jealous
by things I do not know of
I deflect certain answers
And open up with others
I almost cry when I talk about seeing my friend's heart crack
and smile and relate when talking about love
I do not miss the butterflies.... they have never left
I am becoming more mature
to spend more time with you
yet do not want to change myself just for that
You have changed me
I have changed
I am more open, more opinionated, more honest
I found a new boy
he is kind of like you
maybe now things won't fizzle
but he's almost too much like you
almost too reminding
that i reminisce
and wish to change yet again
Life goes on
I change
Maybe I changed for you
Maybe everything is different
Maybe I was wrong....
And yet I still throw myself to the wind
I change
You change
Our perceptions change
and life goes on
I'm done with being amazed
like a puppy dog running after the new owner
I want to learn
and stop being jealous
by things I do not know of
I deflect certain answers
And open up with others
I almost cry when I talk about seeing my friend's heart crack
and smile and relate when talking about love
I do not miss the butterflies.... they have never left
I am becoming more mature
to spend more time with you
yet do not want to change myself just for that
You have changed me
I have changed
I am more open, more opinionated, more honest
I found a new boy
he is kind of like you
maybe now things won't fizzle
but he's almost too much like you
almost too reminding
that i reminisce
and wish to change yet again
Life goes on
I change
Maybe I changed for you
Maybe everything is different
Maybe I was wrong....
And yet I still throw myself to the wind
Oh goodness.
I haven't written on my blog in 12 days! I really need to get back in the habit,...
Love love love your favorite Listener,
Carly
Love love love your favorite Listener,
Carly
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