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Bobbie McCord Mar 2014
We stand
two figures, strong, opposing
yet complimenting each other, like yin and yang
We stand
facing the world together
because everything is better with someone by your side
For some reason I can't explain... one day you turned away
cold as ice.
All I really wanted was your warm embrace but that's forever gone
You jumped out of my life
replaced by the infinite space between us
I'm giving up
because the ledge I stand on is solid ground
hanging over a vast chasm
doubts, words, pain, anger, broken trust
There's no way across
So we do what we do best and save ourselves
and turn away from what matters most at the other side
The one we want so desperately to save
The hopes we had of mending the bond slowly slip away
Nothing seems to help
So, we hide ourselves away, saying "There's no reason to come out"
we accept
there is no way across
some part of me knows nothing is impossible
but right now, it sure as hell feels like it
Bobbie McCord Feb 2014
Built a wall around my heart
Hoping it would protect what mattered most
But people are funny
Always crashing down things they shouldn't
Tearing down things they don't understand
Til you see that what lies behind that crumbled debris
Is the person I used to be

I'm falling to pieces
Nothing more than a shattered wineglass
Edges glittering around the room
We can pick up the pieces
But you can never undo what has been done

We live in a society that only wants perfection
But we're all flawed
It's only human

Love me for who I am
Not for what I can give you
Not for how I look on your arm
And maybe
Just *maybe

We'll be able to say we've found who we're supposed to be

Those walls don't have to stay up forever
So pick the pieces up off the ground
Life goes on
One step at a time, we'll make it through
Bobbie McCord Feb 2014
When a bird has been caged for so long, no matter the years, they will always know how to fly. Your idea that they'll fall to the ground will only push them higher.
Bobbie McCord Jan 2014
You'll always be the one
I wish I had held onto
The one I wish Time would rewind for
But Time is a funny thing
It never looks back. Its face only turned to what's ahead
Ticking away with an endless purpose
I want you back.
But things are forever changed between us.
It's sad to move on when we've forgotten what love really is
So i'll always hate to say
My love for you never could ever go away
Stuck in my heart is where you'll stay
But you're gone
you've walked away
Bobbie McCord Jan 2014
You turned my life upside-down when you came around
A triplet, who would have thought?!
Ive always loved you, though I may never have shown it.
I've always been the older sister that secretly watched over you.
now all I'm left with are pieces of who we used to be
a ghost of the sister I used to love  
What happened to us?
We used to sing together while I was in the shower, your iPod blaring
And sleep on each others shoulders on the long carrides
We'd stay out late at night with friends and stick our feet in the air
Swimming in the ocean at the beach I'd come up from behind and splash you
I used to pick up on the same line as you just to mess with you and your boyfriend
And miss you when you went away, like you took a slice of my heart with you.
When guys would hit on us, we'd sit back and laugh.
Do you remember the night you, me, and Billy stayed up and we said out first cuss words, barely 5th grade, and we giggled all night?
The promises we'd always be there, through thick and thin?
The calm of our house was shattered this summer
When we realized it was time to grow up.
You roughened my edges with your sharp tongue,
slicing through our bond we worked 16 years to hold together
Cut, and mended, cut and mended
All that remains are shreds and furious remarks,
and a house shared with a girl I can't say I even know anymore.
You roughened my edges, my own sister
Darkened my heart, and closed my compassion
We both have our own problems, does it mean we stop caring?
All our lives we've been compared, it's been a game,
Some kind of competition to gain attention and show off superior wits
Now when it matters the most, I've lost you
I'm running this race of Life alone.
All I really want is for us to get back to how we used to be.
I want to make you laugh, not frown and complain
I want to see happiness cover your face like it did just months ago
But... I'm afraid it's too late.
You've roughened my edges beyond repair
Bobbie McCord Jan 2014
Up and down.
We live a roller coaster life.
Fun and scary, exhilarating and exhausting.
We cry, we fight, we love.
In the end, I wouldn't take back a thing.
It all starts with...

We're born.
Twinkling eyes opening for the first time to a bright and big world.
Staring up into the eyes of a mother, your mother, crying with joy.
And your smiling father.
They cradle you delicately in their arms as they take you home, cooing.
We throw up. We crawl. We giggle.
We say our first word.
Months pass.
We shriek and chase our siblings around the house in a game of hide and seek.
We enter school.
We make friends, and feel a part of things.
We get bullied, or bully. We lose friends, and gain more.
We join a soccer team. We win our first art award.
We find our first love... staring into their eyes thinking: I want to be with you forever.
You wonder how you could ever live without them.
... We have our first heartbreak.
Months pass.
The depression sets in. We miss them.
They have a new girlfriend, your neighbor.
We move on.
We find happiness in doing other things.
After 12 years, we graduate. (Hallehlujah!)
We look ahead, full of hopes and dreams.
Our life is just beginning.

We age.
We find a job and climb the corporate ladder.
We're married with kids, and constantly stressed, yet we find happiness.
The pile of things we never accomplish begins to pile up.
All the places we wanted to travel to, things we want to cross off our bucket list, forgotten.
Our kids grow up and leave the house.
You're alone with your partner.
Life has grown quiet and peaceful.
You spend Sunday afternoons bathing in the sun reading a romance novel.
Contemplating over the life you've lived.
All the things you gained, and lost. All you're happy for.
You're partner passes.
The darkness closes in. You're alone.
No longer will you feel his breath on your neck,
smell his scent on his sweaters as he walks by.
Laugh  at his jokes, that have never grown old.
You cry and stare as they lower him into the ground.
Whispers escape your lips "I'll always love you".

It is your time.
You look up into the sky one day, breathing your last breath
Using it to say "I'll see you soon, love".
the lights fade.
You're heartbeat slows.
The soft breeze of wind through the trees overtakes you.
Soul flying up to the heavens.
We die.

Life is a precious thing.
Live it well, because it only comes around once.
Don't live it filled with regrets.
Bobbie McCord Dec 2013
Of bright fame. The name Roberta comes from over the serene rippling body of the Atlantic. From a continent of islands and many unique and seperate nations. From England. To me, when I think of this name I was given, I feel wrinkled and old. From a world of the past wrapped in sophistication. Although, I feel anything but a star of fame. Shooting across the sky, her time in the spotlight there and gone in a heartbeat. More like a tiny flickering star that just sits in the background unnoticed as the show goes on without her. A girl who is not yet confident enough to claim the spotlight as her own and be proud of who she is. A star not ready to shine.
Written for my English class my freshman year. We had to search what our names meant and write about what they meant to us... this is mine.
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