charlie-graveyard - Hello Poetry

I think, I might have been alone for too long, you know? I don't know if that's even a thing, that can happen.. But if it isn't, that's still how I feel. It's like my mind is an ocean.. And sometimes my thoughts drag me down so deep, too deep for anyone to follow. I get that some people would rather stay in the shallow waters, but I have learned to love how the water breaks over me and takes me to a deeper meaning and understanding of things, that not many people can get too. But then again, drowing is mostly something you do alone..

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Apr 7, 2017

Apr 7, 2017 at 4:06 PM UTC

charlie-graveyard

Coming up for air

I think, I might have been alone for too long, you know? I don't know if that's even a thing, that can happen.. But if it isn't, that's still how I feel. It's like my mind is an ocean.. And sometimes my thoughts drag me down so deep, too deep for anyone to follow. I get that some people would rather stay in the shallow waters, but I have learned to love how the water breaks over me and takes me to a deeper meaning and understanding of things, that not many people can get too. But then again, drowing is mostly something you do alone..

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One time is not enough A few hours was all I got You didn't know how long I'd been waiting For three years this feeling had been in making And I had you for just a fraction But I guess funny girls make a good distraction Now you're moving on...

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Nov 25, 2015

Nov 25, 2015 at 10:07 AM UTC

charlie-graveyard

Maybe It's For The Better

One time is not enough A few hours was all I got You didn't know how long I'd been waiting For three years this feeling had been in making And I had you for just a fraction But I guess funny girls make a good distraction Now you're moving on...

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Can I pluck you from the stars for tonight? I just need to hear your voice one last time All the spaces in my mind are getting too tight And I need you to tell me where to land Can we speak like we used to? Just the two of us I just need to hear you laugh once more And that is even if I'm the joke - (Again) My body is sore from violent crying People keep asking if you are okay I wish for once, I could be lying Still don't quite know what to say I know wishing you back will never work But i don't believe it was your time to go I know there's no age for dying But you were only trying to grow Please just wait for me on the other side, darling I hope the stars makes for a pleasant rest I will take care of your mama for you I promise you I will do my best Only the good, die young Isn't that what they say? I still can't believe it, darling But I will miss you everyday

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Oct 7, 2015

Oct 7, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC

charlie-graveyard

I See You In Everything

Can I pluck you from the stars for tonight? I just need to hear your voice one last time All the spaces in my mind are getting too tight And I need you to tell me where to land Can we speak like we used to? Just the two of us I just need to hear you laugh once more And that is even if I'm the joke - (Again) My body is sore from violent crying People keep asking if you are okay I wish for once, I could be lying Still don't quite know what to say I know wishing you back will never work But i don't believe it was your time to go I know there's no age for dying But you were only trying to grow Please just wait for me on the other side, darling I hope the stars makes for a pleasant rest I will take care of your mama for you I promise you I will do my best Only the good, die young Isn't that what they say? I still can't believe it, darling But I will miss you everyday

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I fell in love, before you said anything of substance I felt everything I stand for, slip away from me You aren´t perfect, not even remotely close But you made me want to give you a chance My trouble-impulses are weakend by your presence and somehow my mind flutter lay silent Background music is playing around you and your face, my eyes never find tiring But still I wish, Just for once You would look at me Like I look at you - Because only then, you´d know I can see the whole universe, from right here. And I wish you could too

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May 9, 2015

May 9, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC

charlie-graveyard

Pillow Wishes

I fell in love, before you said anything of substance I felt everything I stand for, slip away from me You aren´t perfect, not even remotely close But you made me want to give you a chance My trouble-impulses are weakend by your presence and somehow my mind flutter lay silent Background music is playing around you and your face, my eyes never find tiring But still I wish, Just for once You would look at me Like I look at you - Because only then, you´d know I can see the whole universe, from right here. And I wish you could too

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I'm not sure where she got her magic. But I'm pretty sure the forest gave it to her. The endless hours she spend out there Not because she had to, but simply for her own enjoyment. She loved it there. Big, natural, open and full of adventure. She never knew if today was the day she got lost and had to live with the wildlife to the end of her days. Or if she would find the courage to write down some of the beautiful poetry the trees kept whispering to her, like small sweet nothings in the warm summer evenings. Being there gave her some kind of peace of mind To read, write, sing, scream or pray, any way she chose to. Her color was red. Not the ****** kind of red, but more like the last straw of red on the evening sky before the water swallowed up the sun, red. It burned like a fire within her, that kind of flame that, if you're lucky, never grows old and dies. A big open space and the promise of forever was all she needed. A writer with potential, who was too shy to admit it to herself. And not just any writer. A writer with a story to tell, which in my opinion was always the best kind. Young and admirable country with the open-minded soul that is given exclusively, to adolescent minds in process of success.

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Feb 23, 2015

Feb 23, 2015 at 7:19 PM UTC

charlie-graveyard

The Fire in the Forest

I'm not sure where she got her magic. But I'm pretty sure the forest gave it to her. The endless hours she spend out there Not because she had to, but simply for her own enjoyment. She loved it there. Big, natural, open and full of adventure. She never knew if today was the day she got lost and had to live with the wildlife to the end of her days. Or if she would find the courage to write down some of the beautiful poetry the trees kept whispering to her, like small sweet nothings in the warm summer evenings. Being there gave her some kind of peace of mind To read, write, sing, scream or pray, any way she chose to. Her color was red. Not the ****** kind of red, but more like the last straw of red on the evening sky before the water swallowed up the sun, red. It burned like a fire within her, that kind of flame that, if you're lucky, never grows old and dies. A big open space and the promise of forever was all she needed. A writer with potential, who was too shy to admit it to herself. And not just any writer. A writer with a story to tell, which in my opinion was always the best kind. Young and admirable country with the open-minded soul that is given exclusively, to adolescent minds in process of success.

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When happy days are spreading thin And the world starts to darken again A mess of clouds come raging in And I don't know where to begin I come to think of you I dig deep into my memories And I find one of the warmest ones Maybe one from those long summer nights Or that one winter walk in the storm I hope you remember me too Remembering fires a soul soothing light A little bit of warmth to survive this life It gets too lonesome to walk alone Sometimes And I'm not good at it either That is why I prefer the walks with you And I miss you calling me home

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Feb 23, 2015

Feb 23, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC

charlie-graveyard

I Miss You Calling Me Home

When happy days are spreading thin And the world starts to darken again A mess of clouds come raging in And I don't know where to begin I come to think of you I dig deep into my memories And I find one of the warmest ones Maybe one from those long summer nights Or that one winter walk in the storm I hope you remember me too Remembering fires a soul soothing light A little bit of warmth to survive this life It gets too lonesome to walk alone Sometimes And I'm not good at it either That is why I prefer the walks with you And I miss you calling me home

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Don't talk to my friends! Okay. Don't be rude to my friends! Okay. Don't just go to your room! Okay. Why are you always here? I don't know. Be less negative! Okay. Why are you acting happy? I don't know. Why don't you have any friends? I don't know. Why do you always have people over? Sorry. You never listen to me! Sorry. You take everything too personal! I know. Do something for yourself! Okay. Why do you always leave me? I'm sorry. I needed your help, but you weren't here! I'm sorry I can't believe I have such a great friend in you! Thank you. You are the just some blood relation. I know. Worst most selfish sister, anyone could ever have. I'm sorry.

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Nov 11, 2014

Nov 11, 2014 at 6:18 AM UTC

charlie-graveyard

Blood Ties (You Down)

Don't talk to my friends! Okay. Don't be rude to my friends! Okay. Don't just go to your room! Okay. Why are you always here? I don't know. Be less negative! Okay. Why are you acting happy? I don't know. Why don't you have any friends? I don't know. Why do you always have people over? Sorry. You never listen to me! Sorry. You take everything too personal! I know. Do something for yourself! Okay. Why do you always leave me? I'm sorry. I needed your help, but you weren't here! I'm sorry I can't believe I have such a great friend in you! Thank you. You are the just some blood relation. I know. Worst most selfish sister, anyone could ever have. I'm sorry.

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I Just Zoomed The **** Out And Things Got Simple

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Aug 28, 2014

Aug 28, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC

charlie-graveyard

Today's 10 word Poem

I Just Zoomed The **** Out And Things Got Simple

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Maybe tomorrow we can talk But for tonight, just leave me alone Let me just go for that walk Right now I need to be on my own I know things have been hard for us Both for me and for you And I know, tomorrow will come And you will tell me the truth We used to spend hours here Breathing side by side And now the only thing I want Is to get you out of my sight Is this what they warned me about All those years ago How someone you could have loved Sometimes find somebody else to hold I don't think forgiveness is in the cards So I am leaving this scar open And I hope that when I tell you You will remember, my heart is broken Tonight while you're out with your friends I will silently be packing my things Living before the morning comes - Because, I refuse to be one of your regrets

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Jun 29, 2014

Jun 29, 2014 at 7:24 PM UTC

charlie-graveyard

The Truth in a Silverback Book

Maybe tomorrow we can talk But for tonight, just leave me alone Let me just go for that walk Right now I need to be on my own I know things have been hard for us Both for me and for you And I know, tomorrow will come And you will tell me the truth We used to spend hours here Breathing side by side And now the only thing I want Is to get you out of my sight Is this what they warned me about All those years ago How someone you could have loved Sometimes find somebody else to hold I don't think forgiveness is in the cards So I am leaving this scar open And I hope that when I tell you You will remember, my heart is broken Tonight while you're out with your friends I will silently be packing my things Living before the morning comes - Because, I refuse to be one of your regrets

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You are the most beautiful piece of breathing art I have ever encountered And before I met you, something not quite touchable Was in a way always missing The way you unexpectedly came crashing into my life Barefoot and eyes wide open Holding something stronger than love in your little hands Kind of made me believe in fairytales again And baby, just like that - Loving you made sense

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Jun 11, 2014

Jun 11, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC

charlie-graveyard

Loving You Makes Sense

You are the most beautiful piece of breathing art I have ever encountered And before I met you, something not quite touchable Was in a way always missing The way you unexpectedly came crashing into my life Barefoot and eyes wide open Holding something stronger than love in your little hands Kind of made me believe in fairytales again And baby, just like that - Loving you made sense

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