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Cameryn Micheal Nov 2014
Me
Maybe I'm done being
Just a nobody
Waiting for my voice to be heard
People to point and whisper
Its her.

I'm done being just a shadow
A face in the faceless crowd
Im gonna fly like a sparrow
And drown the chatter out.

People are going to freeze
When they hear me speak.
Or so thats the plan
But I'm the white crayon,
And there no more more black paper.

Im so done leading,
This useless life!
Can't make people smile,
Can't end the fights.

So watch me rise!
Watch me reach my peak!
Make a new mountain,
In only a week.

Never stop rising,
Stop being the best me.
At least thats the plan,
The brightest crayon.
Cameryn Micheal Nov 2014
Notes passed,
Check yes,
fingers crossed,
Heart against chest,
Stomach in knots.

The note makes its way down the row,
And I recieve curious looks,
But my eyes are trained on your face,
As you grasp the note carefully,
Curiously opening the white sheet,
And reading my neat writting.

When my eyes open,
You're the last image from my dream,
And when we speak,
My heart skips,
One, two, three beats.
And right befor I go to sleep,
I think of the possibilitys,
Of You and Me.
Check:
Yes  No
Date me?


Your cherry glossed lips spread
Into the softest smile
And your bright, shinning eyes
Find mine.
And I see you blush
Shy.
Beautiful.

You grasp your pencil
Scribble something down
And send it back to me
I can feel my heart
Head to feet
Pounding.

Yes
*My sweet, sweet prince
You've gained my heart
I'll take care of yours.
Love, Your Princess.
Written because my lovely lady suggested a love poem.
Cameryn Micheal Nov 2014
Ignored once again by you,
And I know how you are,
Problems of your own, problems that are hard,
But it doesn't ease the sting,
Of the harsh words you unknowingly fling,
It doesn't numb the bite,
When you don't care enough to even fight!

Everyday you wander farther down the
Yellow brick road,
Tarnished and falling apart, but bright gold
Where your foot steps,
Down the road to bigger and better things,
The darkness in you slowly,
Easing up, getting better,
As my feet refuse to move,
And I'm swollowed in the night,
You don't glance back,
And I don't fight.
Cameryn Micheal Nov 2014
Dreams and ambition
Is lifes fuel,
And reaching it is just as dangerous,
As giving up.
This lonely, cracked shell,
With a person hidding inside,
Waiting for her ticket,
Waiting for her time,
To be able to reach out,
Safely,
And grab that brass ring,
Before its to late.
BUT thats not going to be a problem!
Because while others worry about gossip and drama,
IM waiting for my chance!
To stand up and shout:
LISTENN UP!
THIS IS HOW ITS GOING TO GO!
Thats MY name up there,
In the shiny lights,
And this is YOUR chance to shine!
I've achieved my goal,
When will you be ready to start climbing towards yours?
Cameryn Micheal Nov 2014
Spining
Twirling,
Leaping,
Humming,
The grass wet under your feet.
Dancing until your toes are red,
And your legs ach,
And your tottering on your heels.
So you sit, your face gazing up in contentment,
At the shimmering stars,
And the glowing full moon,
And the large, endless universe.
A stretch,
A yawn,
A sigh,
And in you go,
Whispering
Goodnight.
Cameryn Micheal Oct 2014
I'll have hell to pay
When I wake from this dream
I just want to stay
Here and never leave
With you here
Me in your arms
Sleep so near
Knowing im safe from harm
Your warmth surrounding me
As the movie fades to a close
The three little words that set me free
Whispered from your lips, so close
The happiness fills me to the brim
But then I fall of the rim
Of reality
And make believe.
And I'm back in the real world
Lips white, toes curled
You lay still in your bed
Of silk and wood
Slate white, toe to head
I would walk away if I could
As they close the coffin
And lower you into your grave
And I have the strongest urge to wave
Goodbye
Not going to cry and ask why
Because I'm the one who put you there
Six feet below
Dirt covering your eternal lair
I Know you know.
Because three little words
Whispered to you as you died
Those words you heard
And the falseness inside.
And to my first victim I say goodbye.

— The End —