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Alex Coleman Apr 2010
There he is, I spotted him for the first time
he looks like an angel, could this be for real?
it doesn't seem true that I met you
but I have, and I'm loving this feeling,
this feeling for you
I wrote this when I was 11 years-old. Crushes are so silly.
Alex Coleman Apr 2010
There it is, that thing they call
"love"
tossed around day in, day out
some have felt it, and for it some have died
but me, I don't believe
if love were real, he'd look at me
if love were real, I might be pretty
if he was real, I might not fear
that love isn't here
but even if it's so, I should not care
for who could love a girl like me?
a girl that loves Something,
you can see as well as air
I wrote this awhile ago, and I have to say it's foolish.
I do believe in love, of course it's real.
I am pretty and even if a silly boy doesn't like me, I shouldn't let it get me down.
This poem is foolish, as I once was on the topic. But now, I know, I just have to wait.

Everything happens in time.
Alex Coleman Apr 2010
My eyes, they can't believe
what they see
My ears, choke on
what they hear
My eyes and ears,
must be decieving me
because now in my heart,
I'm slowing dying
the slow poison of the world,
taking a drag on my soul
My mind, it slowly erodes
on all your venom, I choke
it's surrounding me, like the dark waters
it's drowning me
oh, my heart refuses to believe
what we see
10/09/09
Alex Coleman Apr 2010
There I stood, on the edge of the cliff
high and windy, it laughed in my face
the waves roared at my faith
and the winds blew it away
the butterflies overcame me
and just when I thought I was steady,
my feet slipped out from under me
As I grabbed at the air I fell into dark waters,
the Light growing smaller
and smaller
the surface smacked me in the face
and the waves ripped at my body,
fighting for me, for my life
deep under the water
I reached for the surface
the Light, so far away...
yet it seemed to ever so vaguely
be calling my name
my heart was racing, and time, I was losing
the darkness thrashed, and I lost my focus
the fear was back, and it pulled me deeper
and deeper...

until I hit the surface and screamed for the Light,
kicking and gasping for air
the Light was brighter now
and smiled in my determination
my Faith grew larger, as the waves
grew smaller
screaming and reaching, choking on my efforts
the Light got closer, and the waters were calm
I looked up to the Light, only to see a Hand,
pulling me out of the black waters
not looking back, not even once,
I walked forward in the Light and the Warmth,
the Love was overtaking me now
but this time, I let myself drown
10/08/09
Alex Coleman Apr 2010
So many words,
but I can't speak
up and out, it's hard to stand
without my own two feet
I won't take those take those
leaps of faith,
with no one there to catch my fall
if I break my own heart,
who will sew it back up again
the ideas are boundless
and the dreams overflowing
so why can't I express them
why can't I talk
why can't they understand
when will they notice
will they ever notice
10/08/09
Alex Coleman Apr 2010
I'm writing the sound of your voice
the slow, steady beat of your heart
that eager look you always got
on your angelic face
I will always remember you,
you will never be forgotten

I'm hearing the silence of my voice
the slow, painful breaking of my heart
that solemn look,
in your angelically-crafted features
my heart aches for you
my mind yearns for you
and I?
I'd die for you
I will always remember you
you will never be forgotten
04/08/10
Alex Coleman Apr 2010
I was walking down an old road
and I decided to rest
Behold, a rose,
snuggled there in the grass
The beauty was too much
for I quick to touch
With a slight *****
Behold, a thorn,
hidden behind that leaf,
The blood started to drip
as I looked down on that rose,
I had been too distracted
by the outside beauty
Too quick to judge,
not yet taken in reality
Now I walk away
my sore thumb throbbing,
remembering next time to think
of what's on the inside, a bit more
because it's not always what you bargained for

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