Cameron Godfrey

Cameron Godfrey Nov 2012

I'm loud because I'm passionate.
I'm loud because I care.
I'm loud because I'm hurting
Accept that.

I'm loud because I want to get it
I want to feel important sometimes.
And if you don't want to hear it
Leave.

This is so raw. it's like someone played word splatter paint with hello poetry. I'm not in the right state of mind to have an organized brain.

Cameron Godfrey Nov 2012

What goes around comes around as pain.

I think it has been clear
To everyone in this town
That I don't give a ******* ****
About was goes around
Because what ever you do
It comes around as pain
So what goes around come around
But never to your gain

Cameron Godfrey Nov 2012

Ghost

My artwork is clutter
My novel is ****
My poetry's raw
And that's pretty much it.
That's all that there is
That's all I can do
And all this time I've been blaming you.
But the fact is
That's not what hurts the most
It's not that you are gone
It's just my soul's become a ghost

Cameron Godfrey Nov 2012

Falling Apart

I'm often delusional
I always assume
That in a world of tight spaces
they'll always make room
For the one undeserving
Who makes most mistakes
I always assume
That all that it takes
Is one more shot
One more day off
Because tomorrow I'll go back
And it will all pay off
But then there's all of the make ups
There is no restart
I'm not just delusional
I'm falling apart

Cameron Godfrey Nov 2012

NaNoWriMo

National Novel Writing Month
Sit down and write some stuff.

Day 6, four thousand words behind
Go left or go right can't make up my mind.

So many more days to go
Still not enough to finish NaNo

Caffeine and sugar keeping me up
If I get to 20,000 I'll be in luck

The ups and downs, sorta like life
But I've got years and years to write!

I haven't written poetry in forever! I'm too caught up in NaNoWriMo it's all I think about!!!

Cameron Godfrey Oct 2012

Utopia

I don't want to live in utopia
For once you peak, you decline.
However, aiming for a world that's better than yours is hardly a waste of time.

My utopia is a world
Where I'm happy with myself
Where myself and the people around me
Are happy and in perfect health.

My utopia is a place
Where there's always a reason to smile
And finally it is a place
Where utopia lasts a long while

This is based on the notes of my last poem. It's long, so this is pretty much the summarization.

Cameron Godfrey Oct 2012

Realistic Fiction

What if I could go
To a place that isn't true?
A place so real, not real at all
To do things I wouldn't do.

What if I could go
To a different place that's possible?
To live like I know how
But in a place improbable.

I want a world like my own
But without pain or discipline
I want to live in utopia
In a realistic fiction

The main concept of this poem is what I believe, but there are flawed points in this piece that don't quite fit my honest point of view. While what I really want is a world like my own, on earth rather than mars, muggle rather than wizard, vampire, or mythical being at all, I don't believe in utopia. I don't want to live in a perfect state of peace- because once you peak you decline, but I want to live, myself, in a utopia that I create. My utopia is to love myself, to be happy with my life, to be in perfect mental and physical health along with my family and everyone around me, and so much more. That's my utopia, really. So I don't believe in the world living in harmony, but I believe in everyone living in their own specific utopia. Wow, what is this? What is my life.