look in the mirror, what do you see? I see a girl, who's forgotten how to breathe. gaze into those eyes, but don't fall to deep.
By Amanda 3 years ago in Poets
She was a dreamer who lived in an insomniac world. Nothing came easy… every time she tried to begin, she would stumble and fall, but that
your body close, my only heat I close the gap between morning is here, sun ready to greet grasp me tighter, on my head you lean
We stand in despairity, Craving some clarity. Yet too afraid to step out, & figure it all out. We stand in the dark, Hoping life somehow provides a spark.
I am a jigsaw puzzle… Packaged, broken down and oddly pieced. Vivid colors; a curious captivation. Although… with time they have faded and creased.
Something simple, something sweet... Something magical, my souls favorite treat. The calm before the storm. A captivating blur,
We are each our own moon. Charismatic souls reflecting sunlight, As if to illuminate a room, We glow against black, void; an endless night.
To often we fail to tune ourselves in. We get caught in rut after rut, Morphing into puppets... just going with the motions.
I look up and suddenly I am at the top of a mountain. Nothing but clouds that surround to hold my hand, so there I stand…
I quit checking for monsters under the bed, When I realized the only monster was the one in my head. My buds have blossomed, some even wilted.
a piece of you, in a different form. a piece left over, from the storm. in my existence, came all the resistance. shortly after, the roof caved in.
I whispered this secret to the ocean, but it was rejected on the sand. The pressure has become too thick for me to withstand.