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Bailey Kreutzer Jun 2015
The rain drops fly.
The clock ticks by.
But she is still awake.
Bailey Kreutzer Feb 2015
Again the tides swells fiercely
In a wave of hindersome despair
Relentless it berates my shores
Leaving me cold and numb
Desperately gasping for air
For the hundredth time
Bailey Kreutzer Sep 2012
allies,
After the same target.
To push her down from her pedestal of lies.
Off with her head I hear you shout.
But a promise was made to leave her about.
I shake with anger when I hear what she's done,
Oh the pain she's brought down, to her it was fun.
It seems she feels she's on top of the game,
Like we're all pesents, and she is fame.
But here's a news flash you stupid little girl,
Your lies wont last, your so fake I want to hurl.
I'm sure you think you've won,
But were just getting stared,
And you're the target.
Plus I have something that insure my win,
There my friends my brethren my kin.
Allies.
I'm flustered-.-
Bailey Kreutzer Oct 2012
If I can't love you I'll let you go,
Watch you drift peacefully, my tears slow,
Grandfather clocks tick the time bye,
I sooth the pain with our lullaby .
Once I was scared, frightened ,
But now I smile my soul lightened.
Path in my way like the tracks for a train,
I won't go back to the past return to the pain.
I'll speak to myself in a sweet soliloquy,
When I'm fished with a tear you vanish instantly.
Even before my eyes Ill never believe,
That you loved someone like me,
So I'll humm the lyrics of our time together,
Seems i must bare the frosty change of weather,
Alone.
Dedicated to my grandmother I love and miss you it's hard without you I wish you were here
Bailey Kreutzer May 2013
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray I'm not in too deep.
I just always end invested.
The feelings never leave me rested.
I toss and turn every night,
Just hoping that you're alright.
Why do I have to be so nice.
I've made this mistake more than twice.
I'm afraid it's too late to change.
I've always been a bit strange.
It's probably my largest fall,
But I guess it's not bad at all.
It's because of you my mind's mayhem,
Thank you lord, amen
My mother always said I couldn't make everyone happy and I shouldn't try because I would just make myself unhappy well it's extremely difficult for me not to do that exact thing and I think I have a bit of a problem literally if someone is upset I personally blame myself even if I wasn't the cause at all and I will take it apon myself to not rest until that person is happy again..... Wow I really need a doctor or a therapist...
Bailey Kreutzer Feb 2015
And yeah,
Maybe it hurt more than I lead on
And yeah,
It still does hurt in every way as before
But now,
I know that everything is temporary
And that,
Is what makes everyday worth it
                             and then some~
It's late but yeah~(-__-")~
Bailey Kreutzer Oct 2012
I slink through life with tired limbs,
Like a zombie that has no need to eat flesh,
just shuffle around with to much baggage to hold.
I seem lifeless but I can still feel,
I feel Anger, sadness,fear,betrayals, and pain,
And most the things I can't control I hide.
I feel so dead mearly a shell of what was; hallow.

I miss who I was strong, and confident,
Carefree;Skipping over the bad rejoiceing the good
My life was beautiful, as was my attitude.
My wonderful life was like a polished wood chair,
Strong and steady that chair stood along the others
Pain like sandpaper on my life taking the finish off,
After a little while I was left bare vulnerable.

I could call out for help, but what would that do?
It would make me susceptible to judgment,
So I curl up and cry like every night, soon
Passing out in a damp mess of mascara.
Day after day a routine I hate to fallowing,
But what choice do I have I don't want you to see.

I'll be alright alone I always am,
The nightmares I have no longer faze me,
The only things that pains me anymore are,
The memories that never fade.
So I let myself drift along the wave of expectations.
Mnbvcxzasdfghjklpoiuytrewq this poem is no good I just needed to write it get it outta me
Bailey Kreutzer Nov 2012
It boils and brews, but nothing can I do.
It fill me up to the top, and spills over.
I pace and wait trying to ease my restless state.
Your word won't help please don't try.
They just fuel the blaze, the tears.
Why try to explain when you won't hear.
A yonder I ponder will it ever get better.
If I cool the the hum of the song we sung.
And wish to the starry skies above.
I wish to be rid of the anger the pain the tears.
Go to a tier of simple simplicity.
A world just right for me.
Bailey Kreutzer Sep 2012
Breaths become uneven,
Because of the pain in my chest.
My lips pressed together to force hold any noise.
Eyes shut tight for fear of stray tears.
I won't let you win!
No you won't get your sick pleasure from my pain you do you won't get what you want!
Not today.
Because you see I won't cry today life.
You may throw me obsticals,
but I will overcome any,
You may give me knifes for the cut,
But I won't fall for temptation,
You may remind me of what I've done,
But I will forgive and forget.
Life, you may have won battles,
But today I end the war.
Bailey Kreutzer Jan 2013
the warmth was so near; I could nearly see it.
oranges, reds, blues.  The thought burned in my memory.
the intense heat of the flickering flame, so wonderful.
I had traveled so far in the cold, and finally savior!
but in an instant as swift as the hope flooded through me,
it drained out, leaving me colder than before.
Bailey Kreutzer Feb 2013
Remember cool summer days, we spent in the shade. Laughing, running, squirting water grenades.

Together we played in the chilled air; leaves around us everywhere. The colors of fall was a sight to see, and no matter the caution you took, there was always a crunch under your foot.

The fun we had during springtime storms
We danced, and shoved; wound up soaked through and through dripping the floor

Forts, and wars when we spent the days in the ice. The warm drinks inside, the smell rang through our home, like that of a bell.

We passed with time, and now nothing's the same.
You are now different; you won't play in the snow, because your too busy,
with the deadly crystal angle.
Bailey Kreutzer Oct 2014
I know that I did this to myself
subconsciously and silently
repulsive and frightening
to all but the select few
minds whom run on delusion
An acutely disturbed state of mind
Bailey Kreutzer Sep 2012
My dreams to me are precious,
There the one thing I can count on,
Always there when I need them,
To get away from everyone and everything,
An escape.
A sense of freedom when I'm really caged,
it's something I can control when I'm inferior,
The one thing that keeps me going because,
It's gives me hopes it makes me believe.
Its like life and people aren't that terrible anymore.
Really the only bad things about dreams,
Is waking up.
....I hate being pulled into reality
Bailey Kreutzer Nov 2014
Somehow I forget how to breathe
        The more violent the intake
   The more my famished lungs need
       *I'm a human drowning in air
I just can't get a good breath in
Bailey Kreutzer Aug 2014
Everything is ending,
So here I sit, waiting it out alone
Though the time on the clock
Is moving ever so slow
Found this in my notes I wrote a while ago
Bailey Kreutzer Nov 2012
I back away from the battle at hand
I'm a coward I know it believe me
but what I say they will not understand
There battles relentless no winner determined
So I pray to the heavens ask god for a chance
When no reply comes I'm lost and scared
Because god I thought was the one friend I had
So I cowered more sunk into myself
But nobody saw I just needed some help
I'm emotionally scared physically dazed
In a mindless drone I slummed by day to day
Though every night I hung my head, and prayed
Nothing got better so bitter I became
Inside angry sad outside contempt glad
No longer did I care no longer did I pray
God I felt was up there laughing at me
Trees soon lost leaves and cool air settled in
My brush never stroked the blank canvas
My voice no longer sang out in a crowd
Still not knowing what to do to make things better
The memories of your smile fueled me foreword
Gave a spark of hope in my dreary existence
One memory urged me to make it
While all the others chained me back restricting me
Not expecting a reply I hung my head once more
Absolute silence and racing thoughts
Then it was clear as day as dawn
Bailey Kreutzer Dec 2013
I wish to       down the rabbit hole into fantasy.
               **fall
Bailey Kreutzer Jun 2013
On this old red carpet I once laid,
For five years and five days.
Every day I would lay on my own,
But I never really was alone.

The rich warmth on this ground.
Much like a quilt would surround.
I would block out all the sound,
Just laying on the carpet; the ground.

When the sixth day showed its color,
The measurements showed I was taller.
The magic in my world was gone.
All to the fault of the sixth dawn.

I revisit again wishing I was then.
On the red carpet the way I'd been.
Sometimes I like how the past can be.
Forever on the old red carpet will be me.
The only memory I can remember vividly is laying on my living room carpet all alone because my siblings would be at school my mother at work and my father asleep I would just lay in the sunspot on the carpet for hours daydreaming it was the happiest I ever was in my childhood :) so I thought that I should share a shed of it with everyone here :) thanks for reading it means quite a bit to me<3
Bailey Kreutzer Sep 2014
I'm not afraid
that others won't forgive me
but I am afraid that
I won't forgive myself
-How can others forgive a deed they don't know have happened?
Bailey Kreutzer May 2013
Am I
Lost again?                        
                                                                uncertain
In my own world
    Splashing in puddles.                    
                                                  happily

While dancing in these tempestuous fields of my life I am now aware that
                                          I am not lost
                                                                **I am found
It might sound crazy but I am most comfortable in the rain by my self and even crazier than that I am least lonely there as well it's just I don't know how to describe it other than a sort of utopia bubble around only me....geez I'm weird
Bailey Kreutzer Oct 2012
Eyes are vaults,
they keeps things hidden,
hiding secrets, and pain,
Most don't see through eyes,
But if they look closely it's there,
The emotion that was carefully hidden,
Because eyes may be vaults but,
those vaults are made of glass,
If the glass shatters so does the person,
Happy is an illusion because of greed,
If one feels happiness it's ripped away,
Nearly as swift as it was given,
Life sets in the world continues to turn on,
Glass vaults lock away,
The pain and fear,
Eyes are **vaults.
Tired from the day
Bailey Kreutzer Dec 2012
A small slow creak and a shadow peeks,
Behind an unexpecting corner.
You close your eyes, but to your surprise when you open,
The shadow is gone,
But a presence you can sence around every turn,
The conditions right in the dead of night with a
fierce howling wind,
And soon you realize through sloppy tears the danger is swiftly drawing closer!
Creak.. Creak... Creak!
The lump in your gut, seemed to force you out of your frozen rut.
The edrenelin took over then!
Relying on touch for your eyes were usless from crying too much.
The beat of your heart stretched from your ears to your feet.
Your arms flailed and your feet flew,
But still you felt the hot breath on your neck it was
the end you just knew.
A nervous tremor in your leg threw you forward right onto your back.
Instantly your eyes traveled to the onyx bulbs of death that stared you down,
Cloaked completely in black.
As he reached a boney hand around your throat,
It didn't matter you couldn't breath either way,
Just when you could see the light of savior...
It spoke...
The most sinister slither slid out of his covered lips "I'll see you in hell." A small smile was then visible through his mask.
From sheer fright I gasped my last breath of air, and out of the strangest things to cross my mind all I could think is 'goodnight.'
This is sort of a kinda rhymey short story but ohh well This was sort of an edited dream I had I Troyes to make it as close as possible but I had to make some stuff up because I forgot so yeah goodnight haha!
Bailey Kreutzer Dec 2012
I remember when we
Would just walk
Would just talk
Just to pass the flimsy hours

Oh how the sun taunted us
Rosy cheeks
Moon meek
The best time of my life

Too soon I was alone where we
Would just walk
Would just talk
Those hours seemed precious now

No more pink cheeks
Pale and white
Oh a fright
I couldn't accept goodbye

They say the time will come
When I run
When I have fun
For me the clocks seemed to stop
Sorry I haven't been on for a while:/
Bailey Kreutzer Dec 2013
With every year that I age,
        My mind grows two,
    Maybe that's why,
              I used to love you,
                               .......
             *And you used to love me too.
My birthday is on Sunday and I just I dunno tired lately haha >.< it's not fun maybe I'm getting sick!?!
Bailey Kreutzer Jan 2014
Homesick angels despite their wings become
tainted and covered with earths black ink,
they fight their way through everyday life
trying their very best to win, but
even the purest of lights would dim
in this world of vicious sin.
inspired by 'people help the people' by Birdy. idk
Bailey Kreutzer Jun 2015
Within each other
  they found home.
Bailey Kreutzer Jun 2013
So many times I've tried,
                             and so many times I've died.*

Bringing myself up every time
from the ashes of the past,
they burn with such sinister intensity.
Because hatred fuels the dancing flames,

                             *
but I now know.
                     I am the Phoenix.
Just got to keep moving forward:)
Bailey Kreutzer Nov 2015
I'll never tell you how I feel
the way I've lived my short years
Smile of the lips, cadence in my walk
I'm never honest when you want to talk
Ill say this and that, but my words will lack
Because what I mean, I always take back
I'm not trying to be mean, with you I'm not mad
Just right now, my thoughts are rather sad
I'll never tell you how I feel
Bailey Kreutzer Apr 2013
it should be simple...
I just cant spit out the words.
three words I cant say.
<3
never said it to anyone but my mom, and not planning to anytime soon. probably because no one wants to date a girl who writes poetry with her cats... well at least my cats love me -forever alone poet TT.TT=
Bailey Kreutzer Oct 2012
Why do I feel this way?
It's like my life's a play,
Smiling faces masquerading,
Verbatim to the script.
Why is my heart so sad?
You weren't mine to have.
You had me going,
I should've know but,
Your lies deceived me now,
I hope you can see what you've done to me,
As you watch me standing barely breathing.
I've made it through worse weather,
Without you I can get better,
But with you I my loose directions,
Spinning round my hearts reflecting,
I'm lost.
Do you remember me,
All what we use to be,
But now that's over,
You've grown colder,
Where did you go?
Remember when you loved me?
Now I think how could you leave,
You were my everything,
Now I,
I am lost.
I see these more as lyrics then a poem but I thought I should put this up because I've been working ******* it so i didn't have anytime to write anything lately so this ...this is it:/
Bailey Kreutzer Nov 2012
If I could say what I think.
Maybe I wouldn't feel empty.
Because just maybe you would stay.
But now I feel my hour glass,
is running on nothing,
From the past laughter,
To the present silence,
Though thousands of faces that pass by,
I'm still here.
My shallow breaths, and small frame,
Still supporting life,
Just as much as the massive oak,
That bids me a good morrow as i pass,
Or the wind who calls me home,
You don't notice at all?
Can't you see!
I'm still here.
You're satisfied with what you see,
But you know don't you,
You know there's much more then that,
No matter how much you want to rid me,
No matter what you make your self believe,
I'm still here.
My life in a nutshell for a while now I'm so exhaustedX|
Bailey Kreutzer Jan 2013
im sick of people
everyone is "innocent"
everyone but me
Bailey Kreutzer Jul 2014
Sanity is knowing, there is no such thing as sanity.
it
Bailey Kreutzer Dec 2012
it
its
cloaked in red
100 feet tall
1000 feet small
rough to the touch
but to tempt me
oh the sweet smell
just there to give me hell
sometimes a cube
sometimes a rock
but to me in my life
its writers block
I have
1. so many emotions
2. time to write
3. passion and dedication
BUT THE WORDS WONT COME OUT!!!!!!!
ugh -_- im so mad
Bailey Kreutzer Nov 2013
It should be over
I did everything I could.
Years of war
fighting none other than myself.

It should be over,
but the war rages on
The demons in my head
still polluting my every though,t
my every move.

                 I wish it was over
                          but its not.
just writing this with my puppy normal sunday on netflix...what is my life
Bailey Kreutzer Mar 2014
I guess a life of ease isn't meant for a sinner like me.
reflecting, and dejecting memories aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Bailey Kreutzer Apr 2013
Do you give, or take?
Should I bend, or should I break?
When am I too much?

Do you grieve out loud?
Should I be modest, or proud?
Does it get easy?
ive been facing some questions lately, so I thought writing it out would make it easier, because usually it does, but this time I just created more questions so ill just let it be, and hope for the best....BRING IT ON LIFE IMMA READY FOR YA!!!!!
Bailey Kreutzer Mar 2013
once apon a time
in a place called home
there was a little girl
stuck in a war zone
she cried out for help
screaming for days
but none could hear her
until it was too late

again in that time
in the same place
they finally realized
it was their mistake
no one helped her
mentally not around
now the little girl
is in the ground

in a sad time
in a shaded place
few people crowded
a lifeless face
blood red roses
laced near pale cheeks
a sweet soul in heaven
she was finally free
just venting god I love writing <3
Bailey Kreutzer Sep 2012
Broken locks 
 keys that won't turn
Are useless right?
There one purpose diminished 
Their life finished
So we throw them away
Not a seconded thought reviewed
So we go on in life just like before
But that lock 
That key 
Could have been so much more
If a chance had been given
That lock 
That key
Could have opened your heart
Set you free
Because in life people come in 
And we turn them away
For petty reasons we send them astray
But if time was gifted
And chances were given
Life might become a little peice of heaven
Locks will lock
Keys will turn
People will smile
Life
Will become great even if for just a while
I thought I would add something that I struggle with personally into a poem so I hope ya like it also I'm sorry for any grammar or spelling problems....0.0
Bailey Kreutzer May 2013
When everyone leaves your reminded
            
            though...
              
                                *it dwells within always
My second?????? Attempt at a ten words
Bailey Kreutzer Jun 2013
I am
      just a
               lovable ghost.

This name I get called by my host.
Here one minuet...
                                  gone the next,
   Though
                          I never came,
                          and never I left.
I swear this is the best description of me ever I fade in and out because that's what my emotions are like waves if you will!:)
Bailey Kreutzer Mar 2013
I've never felt it
They say when you do you'll know
But I'm impatient
The say your Prince Charming is out there honestly I think my guy was hit by a bus or something ;) haha
Bailey Kreutzer Apr 2014
maybe if I close both eyes and pray it'll go away, because if I refuse to see it how can it stay?
Bailey Kreutzer Feb 2015
If I had to pick
my favorite thing to do
Why of course
my love I would say
Spending all the time
I can with you
Just a sweet valentine poem for you
Bailey Kreutzer Jan 2013
She watches me, and smiles at my laughing face, but she is not stupid; she sees.
  She embraces me, and when I begin to cry, tears from her fall as well.
She notices, and worries when I am not in her line of sight, because she knows its not right.
  She understands, and when she does not, she doesn't hesitate to apologize; though she is innocent.
She protects me through a mask, because she is not what most see her as.
  She is my guardian, and over and over again has saved my life.

  How does one thank her?
                                                           ­                                           *I am at a loss......
uuuggghhhhhhh.........................
Bailey Kreutzer Feb 2014
I crave you.
      Every single p
                              i
                           e
                         c
                          e    
                             Calling me towards you
                                   Wispering in my every thought
   "Stay with me!"
Oh how I wish I could              

Alas my sweet bed for I must face the day, but believe me when I say I'll be back when night falls
                                  *My love
I love my bedHahahaha...what did I just write >.>
Bailey Kreutzer Sep 2013
My mind;
it's like a dark wonderland.
With rabbits and hatters who lend you their hand. Into the cold Forrest.
Past the thick leaves,
and into the rose bushes that cut me.
Learning not to cry;
trying not to care
I keep following the Hatter and hare.
My world is a wonderland tainted black.
I went down the rabbit hole,
but I'm never coming back.
A kind of feeling in my world lately it seems everyone's a bit messed up with their own problems I know I am
Bailey Kreutzer Apr 2013
delicate...
             beautiful...
     deceiving...
                          tempting you to touch.
                                                                  though the petals be soft,
                                          the thorns cut,
                            deep.
not sure where I was going with the spacing but it looks cool:)
Bailey Kreutzer Apr 2015
and you truly have no clue.
not even a sense, or capacity
of what you've done.

that's fine though, I'm okay now.
but, you won't be, not after you realize
That you're alone.

~and there's no one left to blame other than yourself~
Just working through some stuff I've got on my mind sorry
Bailey Kreutzer Dec 2014
He more than anything else
Craved normality
So he kissed her
While thinking about *him
sending out love to anyone in place where they cant be loved properly whether its love from themselves that's lacking or the love and support from others im in your corner.....people mightbe upset with this poem of mine but you know what this is what I think so if you don't like it oh well:)
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