I died before I met you
Only once prior
I recovered, got better, and made it through
Try to believe me, I know I’m a liar,
But I died once before I met you
I died the day I met you
Because my heart stopped beating
Your attractiveness too true
I was afraid to mumble a greeting
But I already died for you
I died the day after I met you
You wouldn’t get out of my mind
I got distracted – couldn’t make do
For someone like me, you were too kind
I died because I withdrew
I died a month later without you
I couldn’t even fight it
The fear stuck to me like glue
I started breaking bit by bit
I died when I wasn’t supposed to
I died a season later when you
Saw I was too broken to be fixed
I had a strong sense of déjà vu
But I was nevertheless transfixed
My death meant nothing to you
I died before I was friends with you
Your change of mind bemused me
Because you never used to
Listen to my sorry plea
I died when the world was no longer blue
I died two more times all because of you
You made me laugh, you made me cry
Until my world was back to blue
You clipped my wings so I couldn’t fly
My deaths were caused by you
I died a last time because of you
After we were long done
I saw you with another and trouble began to brew
While that’s all I ever was
I died because I wasn’t enough for you
Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 12:07 AM UTC
Hands interlocked
Focusing on nothing but the music
And the sensation of finally touching again
Grasping each other's hand frequently
I won't let you go,
I love you
"Why did you leave?"
The music blares
I'm left unable to answer because maybe I didn't
My heart stayed with you while I was gone
I didn't want to leave,
I love you
Last hug for an indefinite amount of time
Last time I get to say it
Please don't leave,
I know how it feels
I don't want you to be alone again
Don't leave, I love you,
Goodbye
May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 8:55 PM UTC
People rooting for your opponents
No one cheering your name
Inevitably thinking,
Why couldn't I do that?
Not getting better;
Seemingly coming to a halt
With no improvement to be seen -
This is when most give up
Do not live a life of regret
If you have a dream, follow it
And let nothing stop you
Not even yourself
Do not have a death of regret
Do not think of what you could have done
But all that you have done
And die a happy soul
I know things may seem dreary,
Terrifying as well
Do what your heart tells you
Live a life free of regret
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 7:10 PM UTC
I have given up
So many things
And looking at photos from my past
Is always bittersweet
Seeing the smiling face
Of the ghost that was once me
And seeing a toothy grin
That I now never share
I look at the others in the photo -
More bright smiles
What are they doing now?
Have they forgotten about me?
I know I will never have an answer
For this poem is of past,
But it also is of family
And even if you leave your family
Your family doesn't leave you
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 10:25 PM UTC
That quiet girl in the corner?
The one who seems to have no friends?
She is the one who is strongest
Who lives with the most demons
But she isn’t brought down
She has changed, sure,
And although she may be different from others,
She is happy
Even if it seems as if she’s not
That stand-out boy in the center?
The one who everyone loves?
He is the one who is weak
Who is afraid of seeing a wrong
And he is brought down by fear
He may not change
And although he may be “normal”,
He is not happy
Even if it seems as if he is
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 12:47 AM UTC
I met the perfect boy;
Level-headed and kind
Humorous and forgiving
I liked to think that we could
Be together one day
But as Father Time relentlessly
Made me and said boy grow older
I saw that my dream
Was only that
I met the perfect boy;
Level-headed and kind
Humorous and forgiving
I met the perfect boy,
But I'm not the perfect girl
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
“Write down a specific goal for next time,” they keep saying,
And every time I sit there with the same emotionless expression
Thinking, "I'm not even gonna be there. What's the point?"
I have goals, sure. Don't get hurt, don't let yourself get hurt, and don't die,
But for "next time"?
Is there going to be a another time when I feel as comfortable as this?
Another day to talk and joke with my friends?
One more chance to have one more class?
The answer is no.
There might not be a next time.
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
I won't be able to live without you
Without your understanding
And without your company
You are beautiful in your own way
Lighting the room up with your presence
And your never-ending, beautiful grin
I know that my worst days
Will be some of your best
And for some reason, I'm happy
I hope you find happiness
I hope you are loved
But most of all, I hope you smile
Because your smile takes my breath away
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 9:00 PM UTC
Strong enough to stand up
Brave enough to speak out
Smart enough to understand
I
Will not let injustice win
I will not let you cry
I will always be there
Will
You be there for me?
Will you save a person's hope?
Or would you let it shatter and
Break
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
Through trials, tribulation and
Never ending doubt and hesitation
There is a voice of determination,
Whispering in your ear, keep going
And you did
Fighting against all odds
Knowing death may come
But there is a bit of happiness
Knowing that they were doing the right thing
They sacrificed, but made it
I brushed off the nervousness
And put on a strong expression
Hope lost in my eyes,
But not in my soul
And I got up.
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC