CHANGE AND GROWTH
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There was a time when my smile withered,
personal pain and loss deep down in the roots of my mind, heart, soul.
My being was torn, my trust was broken,
negativity took over like weeds,
She chose the path they told her to,
yet she could not recognize the face,
she who stared back from the mirror.
You are not enough.
Was it the glass breaking under the weight of stress,
was it she?
As the time continues to go by
Without us knowing, the clock is slowly ticking
Our energy depletes after the end of a day
And in the morning we start the same routine all over again
I realized I had grown up
When I got a job
Money
Responsibility
Being held accountable
All new things
That had to be battled with
Pulled at my skin
Attacked me from within
The bridge to maturity is one I've never wanted to cross
I love feeling younger, in my youth is where I choose to be lost
Responsibilities are too much work, I don't like to stress
i was small
insignificant
the world was large
and i was nothing but a speck
my hair a mess
my clothes sloppy
and i blended into the background
then she left
i was bright
my life is going to keep moving with or without you,
I really hope it’s with you but know I can do without you.
You asked me if I would die for you
and I told you...
hoping your soul was listening too..
Clouds float away, but you want them to stay
Teach you new things, everyday.
If your cloud floats away,
Don't worry. More come.
Clouds bring rain,
the pain of change and growth.
Dear Depression,
Your waves rushed over me
The pain was comparable to the sting of your biggest bee
Your words
Because I love you
I will let you go
I know you only treat me this way
because you need time to grow
It was the year of growing up
It was the year I was thrusted from the sparkly, childlike fairytale I had been encompassed in
into the confusing, grey reality
I started off the year with a bruise on my shoulder and the certainty that my eyes were plain old grey. I liked to believe my sadness had grown roots somewhere above my throat, not buried itself inside of my veins.
young and naïve
happiness found in superficial things
moments temporary
memories forever
older and more aware
content with people not pricetags
new moments
new memories
I often think back
To a girl I knew
Purple buzz-cut
Beaming grin
Bright red lips
A life so unlike my own
It's been a long four years, each dwindling to an end a little faster than before.My last may be my last but it's all still just a first,Years and months of friends and then none.
As the leaves have fallen down
So does my heart go
Bare trees rooted in the ground
Yet I fly away
Twelve months ago where were you
Seasons have changed you
Twelve months later a new you
30 minute
1 hour
2 hours
5 hours
7 hours
Man I need to take a shower
What? Bed time in an hour?
But I have a test tomorrow
Woke up late
Rushing around
No time to study now
Boy, I’ll tell you.. Love is a false feeling
You ever meet somebody you immediately fall in love with,
Or you care for so much, you can’t stand when they’re absent
An open letter to the first boy I thought I couldn't live without,
Anchors, cast iron
claim center and hold her steady,
in the light,
in the dark.
Anchored in the light place
she need not exert.
Warm tendrils caress her,
