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Cameron Godfrey Oct 2012
I'm so many things
But I want to be more
So much more important
Than an oxygen *****.

The air that I waste
The time that runs out
For I'm hogging the world
In an oxygen drought.
Cameron Godfrey Oct 2012
When the world is slowly dying
Bears on icebergs, melting, crying.
When you refuse to reduce or reuse,
Think of the people and animals you abuse.
All the talk of apocalypse
But zombies don’t compare to this.
The universe’s suicide
The struggle, the difficulty to stay alive
The problems we face, that we cannot erase
Someday we could lose this place.
So walk to school, ride your unicycle
Reduce, reuse, and finally, Recycle
Well, I guess all poems are on the earth.
Cameron Godfrey Oct 2012
Life's a house of horror,
And death's a bitter chill
Love's 1000 floors of hell
With just a second of thrill.
The only way to stop it,
Is to forgive those who've done you wrong,
But it only starts again
When you finally move on.
Suffering is supposed to end
It gets better, of course.
But even Cinderella
Could fall off Prince Charming's horse.
Cameron Godfrey Oct 2012
I can't even sleep
Breathing is hard
I can't cry anymore
I've been mentally scarred
Sworn into secrets
I can't tell a soul
But my heart is in half
*Unholy and un-whole.
That doesn't even make any sense. It's 2 in the morning. Don't judge me.
Cameron Godfrey Oct 2012
We live on separate planets, it seems
But we come together in a world of dreams.
We laugh, we smile,
Our lips, they touch
And when you're gone I miss you so much.
We have a connection I can't comprehend
But when we're apart you're my *imaginary friend
See? It's a metaphor.
Cameron Godfrey Sep 2012
There was this world that I used to love,
A world of flying on the wings of a dove.
This world where we could play pretend
And laugh and sing with peers and friends.
There was this world I used to know,
Dragged my feet but it still wouldn't slow.

I knew this world would never last
What I didn't know, was that it'd go by so fast.
And now it's hard to get things done,
I used to care, it used to be fun.
I visit the memories every day,
But I'll never again feel the same way.

That world's gone and I have to adapt
And just move on from
*The life I used to have.
I can't stand 8th grade. I miss the life I used to have, the friends I used to have, the teachers I used to have, and the fun I used to have. All things I no longer have.
Cameron Godfrey Sep 2012
What did I expect?
Fireworks or doves?
I know that all I wanted
Was your undivided love.
What did I really want?
You to finally see,
That you don't belong with her?
That you belong with me?
So, I really don't know. Before I kissed him, I thought we would just like... connect! That there would be this moment when he realized that we were made for each other. What *did* I expect? For him to say "*** I love you, not her?"
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