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Cailey Weaver Feb 2013
You are...
The name I look for in my inbox.
The person I call when I'm going to the movies.
The shoulder I search for when I need to cry.
The ear I borrow when I need to rant.
The person I think of when buying books.
The person who's words make the most sense to me.
The one who understands me best.
The one I can count on for constructive criticism.
The one I can count on to be brave when am not.
The person who puts up with me.
The person I consider as my Best Friend in a world where Friends are underrated.
The one who stands with me night and day through storms and sunshine.
The person who will always find a way to make me grin.
The one who still has a dry sense of humor at two in the morning with a Marvel movie playing outside our cabin.
My partner in crime.

If I were to write you a thank you note, It would never end. So I hope these two words will suffice:

**Thank You
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
The Moon is my sister,
The Stars are my friends,
The Sun is my ally,
To serve and depend,
I'll shine through the shadows,
And burn through the night,
I'll vanquish the Evil,
And stand with the Light
Cailey Weaver May 2013
My Good Friends…

Spell my name right

Know that my favorite color’s green

Aren’t afraid to bluntly admit my flaws

Know my middle name is Grey with an E

Know that I talk to myself

Acknowledge and share my obsession with books

Listen when I’m having a rant

Know how to calm me down

Know when I’m hiding something

Have secret jokes with me

Tell me what they think

Can talk with me for hours on the phone

Know how to make me laugh

Encourage me about my future

Ask me about anything and everything

Are always THERE to lend a hand, an ear, or a heart.
Cailey Weaver Oct 2013
Shall I compare thee to a rotten raisin?
Thou art much less fermented.
The flies come if they’re left out in a bin.
But the sun just makes you demented.

Sometimes I find a box melted in my car.
And thus it sticks like crazy glue.
And since my Drain-O is not up to par,
Thus am I as stuck to you.

But the only time I’ve seen you melt is while looking in my eyes.
And being around you is as sweet, almost as sweet as those,
Old, fermented, raisins baked into cherry pies.
And never ever have I had to pour acid up your nose.

As long as flies steer clear of you, I shall be content.
With my handsome sun-made lover, although your nose is bent.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Somewhere in my head
I am eternally lost
I can't make a sound

The endless hurting
There is screaming in my ears
Trying to get out

You walk before me
Each day is filled with longing
You're just out of reach

Never can it be
But I still struggle to see
How hopeless it is

I truly love you
Even more than you can know
But it is hopeless
Trying my hand at a love poem...
Never been one of my strengths... but it can be fun to experiment with words and sappy teenage stereotypes.
Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
I will not fall.
I will not drop.
Into the dark.
I'll never stop.
I won't look back.
I hear the call.
I will not trip
I'll never fall.

Though things seem stark.
The light is there.
The starlight twinkles
Through the air.
When darkness falls
I'll stay awake.
The cold will numb,
The nagging ache.
Cailey Weaver Feb 2014
No one lives forever. It all
Ends someday. It can be
Very sad. But it happens anyway.
Everyone you know, all that you
Remember, may not be around, but they can live
Forever. It may seem impossible, but
Only if you believe it so. Just like
Rain that never falls, it is your friend, it is your foe.
Go to that place you only find in your deepest memory.
Everyone you've ever known where they'll
Together always be.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Every night we close our eyes
and miss one of the best aspects of life:
the light in the dark.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2013
Once upon a time
in a kingdom far away
There lived a lovely princess
with a smile as bright as day

The princess was to marry
a young prince across the sea.
so they could live in love
and be happy as could be

But one day the Prince's father
came and told him the bad news.
He was taking over both their kingdoms
and he wanted both their shoes.

The princess clung unto her prince
and watched the army ride away
she knew her former kingdom would
be gone by the end of the day

And so she cried and watched the sun
as it sank way down low
and by sunset her kingdom was
all in rubble so

She went and locked herself away
and her prince did it too
they went into the dungeon
and started their lives anew

And there was where the couple died
Oh I forgot to say.
There is no happy ending here
I thought you knew that anyway.
Cailey Weaver Dec 2021
It's my second Christmas without you. Well, ironically, I've never actually had a Christmas with you. Even when we were together, we spent this day apart. But still, I think of you today, and I feel your absence just as any other day.

Does it make me sad? Sure. You did radiate light once upon a time. But that was before you stopped caring, and before we both said and did things that we regretted.

In truth, we died out years ago. It doesn't mean I don't love you from afar, and it doesn't mean I don't remember the good moments that we had. I miss sparkle in your eyes and your gentle smile when you were happy. I miss your laugh, and your jokes. Your silliness, and even your arrogance sometimes. I miss your grumpy days, and how you'd shrink into your shell when you wanted to be left alone.

Because that's what love is... It's loving the good along with the bad. I miss it all, but deep down I know that it's not you anymore.

We aren't the same people that we used to be, so those arms that I miss today, aren't really yours at all, that smile that remains in my memory, isn't yours either, and the laugh that lit up my world, belongs to someone else. The memories are of you, yes, but that which makes my heart ache belongs to you no more, because you have not that to offer. You have nothing to offer me, just as I have nothing to offer you.

So I hope that today, you smile, and laugh, and that you have warmth in your heart, and that maybe you miss me just that tiny bit, just as I miss you. But maybe the things you miss about me aren't mine at all. Maybe they're just shadows left behind by memories of once upon a time.
One
Cailey Weaver Dec 2013
One
One Up
Four Down
Three In
Five Around
Seven Backwards
Two Between
Six and Then There's
You and Me
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Every day we are
One step closer to the end
Let's enjoy the ride
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
I won't forget the day you told me you'd never leave this town.

Stuck in a bubble so small that you forget to look around and see the possibilities.

You left yourself behind while you were chasing so something better.

Never get in line to take another chance together.

Just stick with what you knew and another safe endeavor.

And I let you down....


Because I was meant for bigger things
More than just a diamond ring
And waking up beside you for another day of ordinary.

I was meant for something else
At least I had to save myself
From waking up beside you for another day of ordinary life...
A verse and the chorus of an in-progress song I'm working on.
Cailey Weaver Jun 2014
My head's an endless circle.
The depths of which, unknown,
To any man or child or beast,
My sanity condone.

My head contains no corners,
Beginnings, nor an end.
No pathways and no rabbit holes,
Escape is all pretend.

My head's an endless circle.
A tangled, twisting maze.
Of flying books and living words,
And tales on silver trays.

My head is full of paper.
Some plastic and some glass.
And birds and things that live in here,
Whatever comes to pass.

My head is full of wonders,
A miracle or two.
So come inside, I'd like to share,
Insanity with you.
Sorry I haven't shared any writings in a while! I'm just starting to get my muse (and time) back. I've missed you all! :)
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
Every day I feel the pain less.

The needles in my heart become fewer and farther between.

The joys of life dull the hurt you gave me.

Until I forget it was ever mine.
Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
No One Can Make You.
Only You Can Control.
Cailey Weaver Jan 2014
I promised I always would.
I promised that I'd never.
I promised you no time at all.
I promised them forever.

I promised that I'd go to sleep.
I swore I'd stay awake.
I promised that I'd never steal.
I promised that I'd take.

I promised him a desert.
I vowed to her an ocean.
I swore that I'd abandon them.
I promised them devotion.

I swore I'd hide inside the dark.
I vowed to be the light.
I promised them all love and peace.
I promised them I'd fight.

I thought of all my promises before I fell asleep.
I thought of all my promises, all those I couldn't keep.
I thought of all the people, all those whom I've denied.
I knew that day, that very night, I'd have to pick a side.
Cailey Weaver Jul 2022
You're literally a psychopath
For making me feel like that
And thinking that it's ok
And that I'm gonna forgive you

I'm amazed at the audacity
For thinking you'd do that to me
And not feeling bad at all
And thinking I'd still give you

The time of day
And not send you on your way
Like you deserve
Because consequences don't exist
And in your head I know you're sick

And maybe I feel bad for you
And everything that we've been through
But I'm telling you this is it
You're gone, deleted, with one click
Cailey Weaver Dec 2013
What does it mean to write?
Are there fences?
Are there rules?
Is the clear blue sky the limit?
Is it endless or finite?

Should we follow a path?
Is it left?
Or is it right?
Do written words have restrictions?
Like arithmetic and math?

Do you have to be good?
If you are bad,
Should you quit?
Is there even fine a boundary?
Do we really think there should?

Are words upon a page,
A form of life?
Our hallowed kin?
Are the words that live within us,
Our own breath-restricting cage?
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Sunlight filters through my window
I feel the warmth of sun rays' touch
It helps me know, it helps me see
Just why I love my life so much
It's so hard to find the happiness in life these days.
Especially with everything that goes on.
Sometimes it takes those little beautiful moments to help you remember why life is really worth living.
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
I took what you gave me and saved it for a rainy day.

I put it in my pocket, carrying it with me on the way.

I'd checked on it in the sunshine, smiling at its essence, knowing that a day would come when I would need it's presence.

But when that day came, a hole had worn my pocket through and through, until there was absolutely not a trace of what I had from you.
Cailey Weaver Sep 2021
Why can't I let you go
Even as it's killing me
I just want you to know
You're everything I'll ever need

Your voice is in my head
When it tells me I'm enough
It fights my battles for me
Even when I feel unloved

There's something in my brain
That I never will forget
I wish I could refrain
From feeling all of this regret

And you're the only one
I can't get out of my head
Your laughter and your smile
Are what get me out of bed

And every time you leave
My heart breaks and falls apart
And though I try and keep you out
It's really really hard

I know that you're not good for me
This sick and twisted game
But then my heart it skips a beat
Each time I hear your name

You leave and then you call me up
After I feel ok
And then you leave and save me for
Another rainy day
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
..............When      your
     head                      won't
stop                              turning
      it's             ­           hard
              to        sleep..............
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
My skin gets thicker every time the world strikes me with a backhand blow.

My bones strengthen every time someone I love disappears without warning.

My heart beats more insistently at every attempt someone makes to tear it out.

My soul grows deeper with every ounce of pain that cycles through my being.

Every time the world tries to crush me to its core, I generate resilience. My mind becomes wiser. It takes a certain amount of pain to make a person better. For, in order to rise, you must first be knocked to the ground.
Cailey Weaver Jan 2014
It took so long to decide what to sing to you.
So I wrote this song just for you.
Sometimes you have to,
Take the bull by the horns and sing,

Uh uh, Uh uh
That Same Old Song...
And it goes,

Up and down again,
Each and every day, it comes,
It comes around again!
That Same Old Song.

And though the years go by,
And now I'm old enough to fly,
That song it stays the same!
That Same Old Song...

Sometimes, I know, my head isn't in the right place
I know, you would, like to break my neck some days,
But you, always, find a way to put a smile on my face,

And we sing, Uh uh
That Same Old Song...
And it goes,

Up and down again,
Each and every day, it comes,
It comes around again!
That Same Old Song.

And though the years go by,
And now I'm old enough to fly,
That song it stays the same!
That Same Old Song...

And even though, sometimes we fight,
You help me jump, and reach new heights!
Sometimes you have to,
Take the bull by the horns and sing,

Uh uh, Uh uh
That Same Old Song...
And it goes,

Up and down again,
Each and every day, it comes,
It comes around again!
That Same Old Song.

And though the years go by,
And now I'm old enough to fly,
That song it stays the same!
That Same Old Song...
That Same Old Song...
That Same Old Song!
Here's another of my Original Songs!
If you want to hear it, here's the youtube link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eENF8-5cklQ

Enjoy!
Cailey Weaver Oct 2020
Maybe I cry too much, love too much, and feel too much
I’m sorry if that makes you feel uncomfortable to talk to me
I can be too sensitive, I try, but I can never win
So sorry if my heart’s too big to fill the box you put me in

And I wish you could see all the love I have to give
Inside a brain that thinks so fast that it forgets that I am breathing…

And I know I shine the brightest when I haven’t got a clue
Of how whatever hell is wrong with me takes all the fun away from you
I know that I shine brighter when I cannot understand
How I can never fill the shoes you try to fit onto my hands

And I wish that you would take all the care I have to give
Inside someone who loves so much she forgets she should be eating…

Maybe I hurt too much, talk too much, and think too much
Perhaps that makes me less than worthy of the friendship that I need
I could call you up again, but maybe I’ll just let them in
The ones who treat me like I’m not a burden ladled onto them

The ones who hold me while I cry and think I deserve better
And ones who drive out to my house no matter what the weather
The day I let you go was when I knew that I was free
I knew I shined the brightest when I let you walk away from me
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Every
 Single
  Day
   I
    Often
     Forget
      To
       See
        The
         Positives.
The next installment in my daily 10w collection.
Cailey Weaver Sep 2013
The sun is a fleeting thing
It rises in the morning
It lights our world as the day goes by
We work in its shadow and revel in its rays
But sometimes we want to cry
When the last light of day slips through our fingers.

Love is very rare
It's a feeling we all should share
Something that binds us to one another
But all too often in our lives we do nothing
As the love we should always feel for each other
Slips through our fingers.

Life is a gift to us all
It flows through the air we breathe
And dies in our tears when we grieve
Its in the food we eat, the wine we drink
But the laughter stops  sometimes
And life comes to a standstill
But unless we catch it in our fists
It will slip through our fingers.

Happiness comes and goes
When one will feel it, no one knows.
It is unpredictable as a tornado
It can so easily be muffled by storm clouds
When we let our happiness slip through our fingers.

No matter how poor a person is
Hope still lives in the ground they walk upon
The air flowing through their lungs.
It keeps the world round
and spinning around the sun.
It is the basis of happiness and love
and the one thing in life someone can never lose
unless they let it slip through their fingers.

But even then.
They can always catch it
Before it hits the ground.
Cailey Weaver Jul 2017
Something is trying to claw its way out of my chest. White noise is buzzing in my ears. I’m not sure who is jabbing needles randomly into my body but all I know is it hurts like hell.
Something is squeezing in my head.
Something is screaming in my head.
Something is…
Something is…
Something is.
Where is that sound coming from? It’s like I’m trapped behind a curtain, able to see but unable to feel and unable to change what is happening around me. What is happening to me?
Why?
How?
Let me out!
Let me out.
Please…
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Dark coil constricts
around my gasping body
all the air is gone
Cailey Weaver Dec 2013
Water dripping down the wall
chair is tipping, I might fall
water dripping on my head
how I wish that I was dead

Clock is ticking way too slow
Can't be 1 o clock I know
Clock is lulling me to sleep
Time so slow I'd like to weep

Flip through my book page by page
I'm sure reading's all the rage
Flipping pages, nothing new
Must be something else to do

I've been here a thousand years
Drowning in my own shed tears
How long I've been in this room
Sitting, drowning in the gloom.

How I wish that I was out
Roaming, running all about
I wish I could change the world
Someday my flag will be unfurled.
Cailey Weaver Dec 2013
Life doesn't often give you gold.
It gives you sugar, which dissolves quickly.
After it's gone, it leaves an odd taste in your mouth,
Until life decides to give you another dose.

That's why sugar's more precious than gold.
Cailey Weaver Aug 2015
Dear Summer,
Thank you for the Rain
Days spent at skating rinks
Summer classes
And hours spent in the car.
Thank you for the new experiences
The opportunities
And lots of new friends.
Thank you for the hard work
The challenges
The ends
And new beginnings.
The heartaches
The headaches
And plenty of growing pains.
Thank you for the warmth
The scolding asphalt
Lying in the sun and burning to a crisp.
Thank you for that one day I spent time with my family
The trip I took with my friends
And everything in between.
Goodbye Summer, you were magnificent.
Cailey Weaver Feb 2014
I hear the laughter
I see the cheer
I feel the warmth
From ear to ear

We're all together
We're all the same
We're all playing
The very same game

And all around me
There are grins
Everyone's happy
Everyone wins

From ponytails
To sneaker soles
each of us chases
identical goals

We work and laugh
We're having fun
The road is rough
But we are one.
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
Thank you for kicking me out so I could gain my independence.
Thank you for tearing me down so I could build myself back up.
Thank you for tossing me aside so I could find my own worth.
Thank you for discarding me so I could reignite my pride.
Thank you for letting me go so I could know I was never yours.
Thank you for hurting me so I could realize true happiness within.
Thank you for making my life harder so I could feel stronger than ever.
Thank you for the tears that washed clean my slate.
Thank you for challenging me so I could show myself my resilience.
Thank you for teaching me that you can't ever make someone love you when they don't.
Thank you for showing me that words really don't mean much.
Thank you for giving me pain so I could know who would really help me heal.
Thank you for exposing the ugliness in the world so I could find the beauty in it.
Thank you for freeing me so I can find my true self.
Thank you for releasing me from my own chains of love and care.
Thank you for not caring when I really needed you, for it made me put myself first for once.
Thank you for ignoring me so I could pour myself into my art.
Thank you for leaving me so I can start this chapter with an open heart.
Thank you for the hardship, it has made me better.
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
You treated me like I didn't matter. You made me feel like you couldn't care less that I was hurting inside. I felt so alone. I felt like I lost everything good in my life. I just never expected something like that from you of all people. Never expected such treatment from you. You were my forever.

Everything I did, everything I said, any action that could have come across as controlling was only done out of love. It was all done out of fear of losing you, which is what happened in the end. It came out of fear of being pushed out by your parents, which is how it felt from the beginning, which is what happened in the end. Any fear that I had was shown to be valid, because I didn't want to lose you, and that's what happened in the end.

You say I attacked you? You're right, I did. Because I felt cornered. I felt put in a box in the dark in the closet. I felt like I'd been tossed aside, somewhere close by so that you could just pick me up again one day when it was more convenient. Even after I apologized to you for the things that I did wrong. By that time, you already decided that I wasn't worth picking up again at all.

That's how I felt. And I know you may not want to hear it, and maybe you're justifying every single thing you did in your mind, and that's fine.

It's how it felt. That's how it felt to have my heart ripped out.
There's always two sides to every story. There's always two villains and two heroes. But sometimes it hurts more than it should because it feels like things wouldn't have happened the way they did if other things didn't happen in the first place. For a little while my poems will focus on this relationship that I had recently. It was a very beautiful thing and a very good thing in my life, but it ended in so much pain. So now I hope to turn the tears to art and write until I don't feel like I have to anymore.
Cailey Weaver Apr 2017
Back when that fence just seemed so tall
And life was just a game to play with no rules at all
Back when I didn’t know how to play guitar
And then my voice could only reach so far

And I
Couldn’t cry
Didn’t know how to say
Oh oh  and I
Closed my eyes
And waited for it to end

Asking: What is this pain?
What is this hurt?
Is there a way to put it in words?
How do I say
That I’m afraid
To let you go

How do I learn?
How do I lead?
Feels like everythings coming at me
How do I feel when all I wanna do is leave

And I’ll stay by your side
I’ll be there when you cry
And you’ll know that you wont have to do this alone

And I’ll wait through the night
And together we’ll fight
And you’ll know. And we’ll know the answer

For when you
Say goodbye
Just for now
Not for long
You’ll be back
Here to stay
And then we’ll
Face tomorrow

What is this sting?
What is this blow?
Put on a smile and no one will know
We will survive
We’ll live to see tomorrow

Fight through the pain
For when it is gone
Life will still be there for you to lean on
Together we stand
And leave behind our sorrow

And one day you’ll know
And one day you’ll see
And one day you’ll look at me and know
The answer
Cailey Weaver Aug 2015
We have a choice whether or not to be happy.
It's called outlook; a glass half empty or half full.
Cailey Weaver Apr 2013
Everything is pitch black
Birds have flown away
When the sun goes down at the end of the day.

The nightlights are turned on
In beds children lay
When the sun goes down at the end of the day

The world has grown silent
The trees do not sway
When the sun goes down at the end of the day

Everyone is tired
The sky turns to grey
When the sun goes down at the end of the day.

The darkness is endless
And try as we may
There's no way to bring back the lightness of day.

All people are putting
Desires at bay
There's no more to want at the end of the day.
Cailey Weaver Sep 2014
Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
I will be strong, no matter what happens.
I will not concede to weakness.
Pain will not win. Failure is irrelevant.
It will not exist in this world of mine.
I may fall, but I will get back up every time.
Negativity will not stand in my way.
I will not shed tears, lest with a smile.
Those who give me strength, I will draw them with me.
I will protect them from the harms from which they protect me.
I will not see pain inflicted by my own hand.
I will be a leader of tomorrow. I will bring the world in my wake.
Today is the first. It will be the first of many.
I will be strong and I will be proud.
I will love without fail and remain loyal to those who hold my trust.
I will be honest and thoughtful and as kind as life will allow.
I will never again look behind me.
I will not let my past drag me down.
I accept this challenge, for I have written it.
Thus, I start a new chapter of my life, and it begins with these words:
Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
Cailey Weaver Feb 2013
Who am I?
What am I mean to do?
When is my moment?
Where is my heart?
Why am I here?

I am me.
I am meant to do what's right.
My moment is now.
My heart is everywhere.
I am here to make the world a better place.

How do I do this?

I don't know.

I'll just have to find out.

Don't question life and live later. Live now and be proud.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2017
With his eloquent tongue,
Quick wit,
And grinning eyes.
He made us love him.
He made us feel loved.
If only for a moment.
Then it got ugly.
Suddenly there were questions.
Fighting amongst ourselves.
Betraying one another.
Never trusting.
No one.
Not even ourselves.
He made us weak.
Afraid.
Spiteful.
He turned us into something we're not.
He played us all.
He crushed us.
Or tried to.
Without a thought.
Without a care.
With his crippled black soul,
Deadened eyes,
And withered self.
Hidden behind a handsome mask,
A gentle hand,
His lies.
His fear drove him.
His fear of being realized.
His fear of being alone,
And others seeing him,
As he really is.
For he is dark,
He is apathetic,
He doesn't feel what others feel.
He cannot feel remorse,
Except for in fear of himself.
For he only cares for himself.  
He claims he doesn't care.
He claims to be free.
Free of restraints.
Free of emotion.
Free of love.
But for what he claims is free,
Is imprisoned in fear.
For he is a coward.
Terribly frightened.
Afraid of others.
What they might say.
What they might think.
But mainly he is afraid of himself.
For he knows his noxious soul,
Will one day find him.
Abandoned.
Exposed.
The day he knows he is unloved.
The day he knows he is alone.
Alone with no one but himself.
The one he fears the most.
He will weep.
For nothing is stronger.
Nor more horrifying.
Than facing one's greatest fear.
To open one's eyes.
To face all alone.
The one you despise the most.
To see in the mirror,
The demon you've become,
As no fear is stronger,
Than that of oneself.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
I don't care if you're hurting
I don't care if you're upset
If you hurt me
I will never care

Even if I cared once
I won't any more
If you hurt me
I will never care

I love so many people
But that can change
If you hurt me
I will never care

I will do anything for you
If you are loyal and kind
But if you hurt me
I will never care

I judge by actions
I act through judgement
If you hurt me
I will never care

I will always care
Even if you don't
But if you hurt me
I will never care
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
It always seems that the people who call you names...
The people who look at you and say:
Weird
Odd
Crazy
Disgusting
Loud
Annoying
Worthless

It always seems that the people who whisper...
The people who murmur
Hiss
Mutter
Lie
Gossip

It always seems the people who say you're not normal, not worth anything

Are the ones who aren't.

They say you're 'inhuman', but if so, are they?
Cailey Weaver Mar 2013
Here clouds cover misty ground
I stand lost upon a mound
rotten branches falling down
their prickly needles turning brown

Sun's not shining, birds are gone
looks like I'm the only one
standing in this foggy glade
where night's shadow has been laid.

Here is where the land does meet
smashing waves and air so sweet
standing here until the dawn
wondering where the light has gone

Why can I not understand
many features in this land
changing all forever so
blooming flowers to the snow

Once the mist does drift away
no reason for me to stay
I can find my own way home
I won't linger all alone.
Cailey Weaver Mar 2014
Some people think I'm crazy,
but this is what I say:

Being insane is relative.
I take it day by day.

Though people think I'm crazy,
I am completely sure:

There's no such thing as normal.
There cannot be a cure.

Some people think I'm crazy,
I always tell them this:

You're just as sane as I am.
They take it as a diss.

Though people think I'm crazy,
I truly know I'm not.

I say that I'm original.
And that is all I've got.
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
I won't remember you like I'll remember him.
I'll remember he was there for me.
I'll remember that his love was true.

And although I thought you could be my forever, I don't think I'll really remember much of you.

You left me out to dry when life was damp and dark.
I loved you with everything I had.
But leaving me there to cry again.

I never thought that something so cold and so cruel, I just never thought something like that would come from you.
Cailey Weaver Jun 2020
Every day can't be a winner.
Sometimes the ice gets thinner,
and cracks beneath your feet before you can flee.

Sometimes life just gets harder,
so just run a little bit farther.
The road will end somewhere, I guarantee.
Part of a song I'm writing called "The Road"
Cailey Weaver Jul 2016
I feel as though I'm swimming in an ocean of despair.
Slowly losing my mind to those who have long since lost theirs.
I do not want to think about what darkness lurks abound.
For everywhere I turn it seems that hatred can be found.
And thus exists an endless cycle: anger, fear, and hate.
While love is left abandoned with a thirst it cannot sate.
And lost amongst destruction that, alone, we cannot halt.
Stricken by the idea that this cannot be our fault.
And so we pray and mourn the loss of all those who did fall.
Shedding tears and hoping that someone will hear our call.
But voices fall to empty ears, they will not hear our cry.
An echo is so hard to hear, unless you truly try.
Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
I don't know what mental state I'd be in without music...

It has this uncanny ability to erase all the crap that goes on each day,
and sometimes, if I listen carefully,
I can hear it speak.

It tells me to smile.
And laugh.
And put on a happy face each day,
no matter how I feel.

It tells me to take chances,
And stay positive,
And even if I'm sad,
to make others laugh,
as not to pass it on.

It tells me to be stone.
To stay strong despite the blows.
To always wait
for the sunshine
and the rain.
For it will always come.

I don't know what mental state I'd be in without music...
It is my backbone
And my soul.
It's the voice in my head that tells me to keep going.
And the voice that reminds me when to stop.

It's the only thing that never fails me.
And the only thing that never leaves.
Sometimes, I can even sleep at night.

There will always be the chatter and rush of day.
There will always be the ups.
And the downs.
And the things that keep you lying awake.

But sometimes I can even sleep at night,
Because I know that there will always be something to wake up to.
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