Sierra Brown

Nov 2015

Dominique Flores

Everything that has happened to me
Everything that was painted with color
Everything that you called beautiful
All of them were memories

The past was yet a little piece of my life
It was nothing but an ugly thing to me
Thinking about it, remembering, reminiscing
All I hated

It all brought back the thoughts of you
Brought back the fervor my heart had
It wasn't love that I hated
It was you, only you

I let the knives of the present cut
Cut all the pages of my life
Where you were in it
Tearing it all apart

Forgive me, I never wanted this to happen
But you just did
And I don't know how long it will take
How long 'til I have completely forgotten about you

Slowly, the colorful memories got all mixed up
It turned what you call beautiful, black
But there was always this one spot, white
I don't know what it is

But I have a feeling it's still...
*the four-letter word that I used to feel for you.

#love #poem #hate #memories #you #me #color #memory #colorful

Sierra Brown Nov 2015

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TRY to think back to when we were strangers..
I can't picture us as friends anymore. I can only see our kids running around the house with loose ***** blonde curls and their cute little snotty noses shaped like yours.
I can only see us holding hands, taking a walk, singing together under the moonlight.
I can see your guitar in your hands, and my hand on your thigh.
I see nothing but peace and happiness for us.

I don't like to rhyme. <3

#love #lovers #flow #vibes

Nov 2015

Rj

Waiting to be Me

It's like I'm waiting to be myself again
Like I'm not ready yet,
Like Im clay already molded,
But sitting in the oven baking,
Still a little soft
Not ready to face the world yet
I know who I am,
I know who the girl inside is
Maybe you vaguely remember her
From long ago, it's been so long
She's coming back
You just can't see her yet
Trust me, you just can't see her yet

I feel like only I can understand what I'm saying in this poem. If it's confusing just forget it

Nov 2015

Rj

Innocence

I miss a lot of things about childhood
I miss the imagination of it all
I miss the stuffed animals and the outdoors
And the carefree feeling
Of not worrying about responsibility
I miss the other kids too
But I think what I miss most of all
Was the innocence of the mind and heart
No weight on my shoulders,
Just purity and smiles
No innuendos, ***** jokes, cuss words
Take all that away and only the
Giggles and smiles remained