Poems from Annabelle-Lee

Left my mark on hundreds of places, But it’s not my feet who touch the ground. It’s not that I haven’t gotten around, Yet I wish I’ve felt...
Wished my life away, Now I’m trying to live back my days, I use to wish I was taller, Now I get that I should have shut my mouth. I wanted...
I’ve been sailing for some time now, Even if I’m not sure how. Been here since the sun was bright, But now it’s pale and lacks that light...
Look down at the pocket watch Time slips past. From boy to man, Much too fast. With swash buckling books, You dreamt once Of distant...
  Love is a polaroid picture. At first it blinds you, with a flash of brilliant light. Spots float in your eyes, and you stumble around...