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Carly Jul 2018
Alone, just you and me.
Rustling creatures seem to have fallen asleep.
Summer leaves appear to have frozen still.
All I can feel are our hearts beating together,
All I can sense is our expectation.

I close my eyes and breathe.

We have taken this path before,
But that does not stop my adrenaline
It does not halt my racing heart
We have become seasoned together
We have grown to rely on each other

Still, I close my eyes and breathe.

With a slight release of my reigns we are off
Flying through a sea of green and brown
The pounding of your hooves floods my ears
The crisp air beats my face and waters my eyes
The sense of complete happiness fills my chest

I close my eyes and breathe

Too soon, the dream stops.
Do not fear this conclusion of the path
For when your feet cease to conquer the ground
I will be here to carry you down the road,
I will be there to take you home.
I wrote this back in middle school and I have since tweaked it a good bit. My horse was a very influential part of my life and she got me through some tough times. I wanted to give the reader a small idea of how it feels to have a strong bond with an animal that is life long even when the animal will pass away.
Carly Jul 2018
It evades me
I chase it
The harder I try
The farther it gets
But still…
I strive

Exhaustion begins to take me
As it fades into the horizon
I again lost it
Never again to delight
In the warmth of such a thing

How lonely our world becomes
As it disappears before us
The effort put forth
Was all but forgotten
The world has become black.

I know it will come up again
As another day blooms to life
But now it is dark
And I must sleep
Until the new sun awakens me.
Carly Jul 2018
I, myself am a giver.
Not of objects or gifts.
Not of ideas or thoughts.
I am a giver of self.
A giver of soul.
I leave a little piece of myself everywhere I go.

I give my brain to my studies.
My hands to my job.
My strength to my parents.
And my ears to my friends.
I believe there is nothing left,
But somehow I still give my heart to a lover.

I, the giver, have nothing left.
My brain refuses to comprehend,
My hands have been worn raw.
Now, my weaknesses have come forward.
Those voices I heard have made me deaf,
And my beloved has run off with my heart.

I… have given everything up.
Nothing was left for myself.
Nothing was ever given back.
As I lay decayed in my life,
I do have one thing.
The realization that you can give too much.
Carly Jun 2019
the hate
The hate
The Hate
Dare I say the ******* Hate
It oozes out of our people
The thoughts slash me
The glances beat me
The words ******* me
I sense it everywhere I go
like the prey stalked by a panther
Helpless to ignore it
Helpless to change it
Helpless...

Take a second to breathe
let it all slip away
don't allow our differences to define us
Don't allow thoughts to change us
Do Not allow the hatred to consume us!
We need to find a way to be better
to not wallow in what we were given
take action and let it go
Take action and feel their pain
Take Action and love another!

I look out across my peers and notice
only blank stares and lost attention
does no one feel what I feel?
does no one recognize the consequences?
does no one wish to change?
If the answer is yes, we have doomed ourselves
Soon enough nothing will be left but hatred.
Carly Jun 2019
Once again I try to slip into the darkness
To cleanse my memories,
To lose my consciousness.
Most fall senselessly into it,
As your thoughts begin to fade,
As your feeling begins to dull.
I must be different because I sense it all.
My body becomes a statue
My shadow appears in site
What plans do I have for myself tonight?
Will I take a limb and drag myself away?
Will I lean in close and screech my name?
It feels so real but it resides in my brain,
I would fight but my body pleads to stay,
I would scream but lips refuse to say,
Peace only comes when I slip away.

— The End —