Poet Introduction Poetry has always been a part of me, beginning in middle school. There is always some truth behind every piece that I write. It helps to be aware of what goes on around me as a writer and as a person.
I would write poems about you But you do not even have space When the night sky is dark blue And I am alone again. Your face Is something within the distance That I remember but it has faded Away weeks ago. Your existence In my life is gone. Yes, life is jaded And so is love but it does not give You a right to walk away like what I gave you did not matter. Forgive Me for being harsh but in a flat World I am the realest anyone is Going to be. I am the closest thing You find to peace and to who says The truth. When you...
You lost your pieces trying to fix or save Someone else and when you looked in The mirror you are never too happy with What you see. Baby I know that you gave Your love, trust and it never felt like a win. Trying is something you imagine like a myth
And do not let that keep you from giving up Because when you are thinking that your cup Is half empty it is really half full. You have so Much to offer the world. Your smile and glow Are your secret weapons. Never let the world Take it away from you. Your toes are curled Up in...
The blank pages and canvas in front of me Remain barren and empty. Why? Maybe I no longer feel any of the inspiration and blood flowing through my veins like they once did before. Maybe my voice chose to give out. All I can do is hope for the rose to start blooming again and for a miracle to take me back to the empty roads where I felt most at home. Even the changes in scenery did not ease my mind anymore.
All I can think about is the world that tears apart at the seams. But no one seems to care about the darkness...
In this grave lays the girl who had tried Too hard and her plea for help was never Heard over the sound of the world that Kept moving. People claim to have cried, But they never knew she was so clever, Free spirited and kind. She never sat
On the sidelines like everyone else. She Was quiet, but no one knew she was lost On the inside. She wandered from love to Happiness to anger and sadness. The sea Carried away all her sorrows, but the cost Of love and life was too much as she grew
I looked for love in the wrong places, Down dark allies or unfamiliar terrain. I looked for love in the familiar faces I had seen before. I looked in the rain. I searched for it in the sunshine and All I had to was look at where I stand.
People say love comes to you when You least expect it. My best friend Said it will find you. Sometimes you Have to reach out and touch it. Rain Tries to drown it as fire tries to bend It. Unexpected love is the color blue.