Keely Fleming

Keely Fleming Aug 7

Like I’m spinning a clay ***,
I dig my fingers into my face,
Stretching, pushing, pulling,
My hands coated in red clay.

Keely Fleming Aug 7

I hide behind mirrors,
Too ashamed to find disappointment.
I choke on tears in the presence of others,
they pity me for daring to exist.
I hear the words they whisper,
Writing them in bleeding ink.

Keely Fleming Jul 26

I avoid the truth

You spun me in circles,
My mind dazed and confused.
I blink once and you vanish.
Leaving me to struggle,
Trying to put together a puzzle
You never gave me the pieces to.

Bleeding hearts and teary eyes

#love

Keely Fleming Jul 24

Only way to go

My mind drifts like a cloud,
Cold with bottled storms.
Forever floating just out of reach,
Longing for a warmth to hold.
Only when I let go,
Will I finally
be able to lay in the dirt,
And become one
with the soil that forgets.

The only way to rest is to let go

Keely Fleming Jul 21

Longing

My heart has never felt more full.
Like it could burst at any moment.
Can you stand under the rain with me?
Run to me and hold me in your arms?
No matter how long and difficult the journey is?
All I want is to be with you,
Can you tell me you want to be with me too?

What I’ve learned

#love

Keely Fleming Jul 12

Skipping Stones

They run across the water,
Each ripple making a rhythmic impact.
I’ve watched it endless times,
Memorizing each splash and pattern.
Yet fail to catch them in my hands.
Always slipping out of grasp,
Just to sink beneath the surface,
Settling in the forgotten sands.

I’ve written about love countless times yet never get a chance to taste it myself, a spectator in my own world.

Keely Fleming Jul 10

Compliments over time

Back when I was a little girl,
If you complimented me,
I would smile and say "thank you.'
I would feel like a princess,
beautiful and bright.
Now,
When you compliment me,
I just look at you,
Brows furrowed in confusion.
My whole world would stop,
suspended in time.
I would feel like you must be lying.

Old poem it’s a little rough