http://hellopoetry.com/ellie-the-heartache/
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC
I woke up at 4:08 this morning
and i've felt like **** all day
i really really wish i hadn't woken up
I wish i had the lifespan of an english setter
because according to body size, they shouldn't live past 15
i'm 15 now
happy 2015 folks
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 5:39 PM UTC
if i had to choose someone for their warmth
it was never going to be you
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 4:34 PM UTC
Okay listen
you know what's been going on lately
you know what's gone wrong
you know why i'm so tired
you know i want to be gone
my lips are dry
my voice is constantly cracking
i have a massive headache
i'm probably dehydrated again
i'm still singing songs with this cracking voice
i now know when i gave up on teamwork
i wonder what brought that about
fourth grade
the year i won something
possibly the only one
in an activity i'm not allowed to do anymore
because i have bad grades
it makes so much sense
taking away the only sport i enjoy
to get me to be productive
you're telling me to stop taking the blows for everyone
what if i can't stop
what if i still care so much that i refuse to let them hurt themselves and others
except for one
he can go **** himself
you don't think you're around enough
but that's not true
if the circumstances don't allow you to be around enough for your standards
that's too bad
you're around enough for mine
you're afraid you're not good enough
even if you're the best person in my life right now
i've said it so much
i figured you'd believe me by now
i guess we have the same problem
you're afraid you'll get too attached
and then lose me
that one i can't argue with
you might
i'm lost anyway
you're sick
i'm sick in the harder to fix way
i'm still afraid to look in the mirror
but if i don't my hair will look worse
and we both know how much i hate my hair already
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 4:33 PM UTC
you feel more like home
than the place i've lived in for 15 years
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 9:45 AM UTC
*
Chauncey was a gardener
At least that’s what was said
His roses were his masterpiece
A perfect shade of red
Petals always perfect
Satin was their feel
Appearing artificial
Though every one was real
Every day he tended
The weeds he’d bend and pick
His plants they stood so straight and tall
Aided by a stick
Bound with fabric wire
Green about the stem
He would gaze for hours
He was so proud of them
Surrounded by such beauty
Still something was amiss
He loved his precious flowers
On a wondrous day like this
But in his heart was lacking
The affection he required
He was a lonely gardener
Now growing in desire
Until the fateful morning
When up his path she walked
Captured by her smile
He could hardly talk
A very special woman
Had come into his life
He was very certain
He’d make this girl his wife
His heart was filled with happiness
Beneath the skies above
For Chauncey was a gardener
And Chauncey was in love
Her beauty was so precious
From her head down to her toes
When he looked into her eyes
He saw the perfect rose
Every day was special
In all that they would do
She told him that she loved him
He said, “I love you too.”
His heart was steady beating
His smile grew so wide
As if a wondrous garden
Was blooming deep inside
The fragrance overwhelming
The colors bright and new
He found it hard believing
That all of this was true
There was one little problem
They lived so far apart
The missing, it was growing
Tearing at her heart
She promised she would love him
Until her dying day
But it was getting harder
He lived so far away
Then he received a letter
From the one he did adore
She told him she was sorry
But she needed so much more
He pleaded “reconsider”
He loved her oh so much
She said that she believed him
But missed his loving touch
Dark clouds started forming
So black upon the sky
He found that he was all alone
His garden it had died
He looked on wilted blossoms
Fading quick to brown
Nothing much was beautiful
Growing from the ground
Weeds as tall as buildings
Thorns to rip his skin
He locked up tight the garden gate
He’d never tend again
He sat beneath an oak tree
For months it seemed to be
When sprouting from the soil
A spot of green to see
He watched as it was growing
It seemed to call his name
It wrapped around his ankles
Out in the pouring rain
When a shadow formed behind him
The sun began to glow
A figure was approaching
Someone he did know
Closer it was moving
There before his eyes
The plant that wrapped around him
He suddenly realized
She had come to find him
Her heart broken in two
She told him that she loved him
He said, “I love you too”
She said that she was sorry
But she was just afraid
Fear of getting hurt again
The decisions she had made
He promised he would love her
Forever and a day
She did not need to worry
He would not go away
He wants to only love her
And make her life complete
Her love was oh so perfect
His lonely heart did meet
And then just like a miracle
Because his love she’d chose
Out there in his garden
Bloomed a perfect rose
Sparrows started singing
The skies a lovely blue
He told her that he loved her
She said, “I love you too”
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 12:42 PM UTC
she ruled kingdoms three
the land were prisoners roam free
she spent her time staring at walls
making worlds which would never fall
the chieftain came in and bowed at her feet
'My Queen,the enemy has left us no option -
surrender or retreat.'
Aghast,bewildered and tensed she paced the court
'Oh dear! did they sink our boat?'
'Your majesty, will you please tell how to act in such a situation?'
'You fool! how am I supposed to answer when I am the Queen of Procrastination!'
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC