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Karla Groenewald Jul 2016
I finally said goodbye,
And I know it's not going to work.

Because tomorrow morning,
I know I'm going to say hello.
So I wrote this for Anton Yelchin because his death has been really ******* me.
The ocean is inside of me
It is turbulent and merciless
I will drown in these waters
I will choke on my own blood
Karla Groenewald Jan 2016
I dream in trebles,
I dream in bass,
And also I dream,
Of a far,far-off place.

I dream in melodies,
I dream in chords,
And also I dream,
Of fairies and pirates swords.

I dream in a note,
I dream in a verse,
And also I dream,
Of a child's greatest curse.
To me,a child's greatest curse is that we grow up and lose all our disney dreams and imaginary friends.
Karla Groenewald Jan 2016
When it hits you,
You feel no pain...
One note after the other flowing down your spine,
Like a soft,gentle caress,
The melody -
Stuck in your brain,
Repeated over and over again, until it's the only thing worth concentrating on,
The lyrics send goosebumps down your arms,
And brings tears to your eyes.
Your heart beats faster with each passing chord,
Cascading into a mind-numbing crescendo only you can feel,
And then -
It slows down,
Leaving you in a state of wondrous bliss.
This is my first ever peom that I finished completely.

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