kerri-d
Canadian
I'm a tall, quiet, quirky university student working towards an Education degree and an English degree. I'm a complete bibliophile with a love of British comedy, puns, peppermint tea, and laughter. I'm a Whovian and Sherlockian. I'm not the greatest poetry-writer, and some of my posts might just be the ramblings of an overtired university student; but I shall do my best. Cheers!
Flying down the highway,
open space all around.
Fast-moving Flaneurs, and
our feet never touch the ground.
Music fills my ears and my heart,
as I belt out songs with my best friend.
Our voices ring out from the start;
music swelling in the small space.
Eight hours never feels long
when we are driving together.
The road is a line and life is a song.
I want it to last forever.
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
Standing in the cinema,
you blow your straw wrapper at me
(because I've just done the same to you)
and I silently thank my lucky stars that
you are a part of my life.
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
Eccentric, tea-drinking Whovian, bibliophile, lover of puns.
Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 2:55 AM UTC
In the beginning, it was...sublime.
you changed me; made me better.
moments sighs touches caresses, skin on skin
burned into my memory.
Remembering it now; a small
shiver running up my spine.
A deep breath to calm.
In the beginning, you made me feel beautiful.
Desired.
Wanted.
New experiences for me; never felt before.
Nobody took the time to look at me the way you did.
And nobody has taken the time since.
Another shiver.
Another deep breath.
In the beginning it was fire.
But a flame soon fades away.
The secret escaped, and you backed away.
Leaving me stranded. And alone.
Deep breath.
You stole my happiness, and left me
swirling in a sea of doubt; no raft
of self-confidence for me to cling to.
There were a few times it seemed
you were holding out your hand.
But you were only leading me on,
jerking the raft out of my reach every time.
Deep breath breathe breathe
don't forget to breathe.
In the end, it was ice.
No heat no love no help nothing's wrong
I'm fine, really.
As I continued to carve out my pain on my own skin.
You wouldn't notice now, but the scars are still there.
Lines in the sand.
Took me over a year to get my happiness back,
with some help from a few good friends
I found my own raft. I rescued myself.
But at a cost.
The ice is still there. It holds my heart
because I am afraid.
I am afraid to let the ice crack
to let someone else in
what if it's too good to be true
what if I'm not good enough
what if
what if.
My heart stays frozen.
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 4:49 AM UTC
Tangled limbs; tousled sheets
I lie in bed beside you
Mind and body at peace.
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 12:39 AM UTC