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Camryn Claud Oct 2013
I'm tearing down the walls
Letting you in
It scares me
How close we are
How much you love me
Even though I don't know it
I don't want to fall again
I'm not trusting of this
I want to rebuild the walls stronger
So that every time you post a heart
Or an I love you
I won't have the desire to tell you everything
I start to shut you out
But you stop me and say
I love you, and nothing will ever change that
The walls finally crumble to dust
I start to cry
For I trust you now
I know that your love is finally real
I say
I love you too
Camryn Claud May 2014
I told you once that all of my poetry was sad
You merely shrugged
When I asked you if you wanted to read it
You said "I'm good"
Here I am now
A couple of days after we were done
And I still don't know how to write a happy poem
I loved you
And you broke me
You made me feel weak
Stupid
The exact opposite of who I really am
So because I love you
I left you
Now I'm finally happy
I'm finally free
Camryn Claud Dec 2013
Heartbreak isn't a slow process
First come the aches
Aching
Aching
Aching
Until the first crack appears
Then another
And another
And another
Until there are too many to count
Your heart practically screams for relief
Squeezes out its misery in the only way it knows how
It cracks one more time
Then shatters
Splinters pierce your soul
Changing you
Reshaping you
Until you are no longer the same
It never mends
Never rebuilds
It simply waits
For someone to create another cast
Camryn Claud Nov 2013
I can't think**
So many words swirling through my head
Thought after thought after thought
What am I doing?
Did you ask me something?
I feel untethered
Disconnected
Stress has creeped into my brain
It's impossible to think
Nightmares come to life
Stress
After
Stress
After
Stress
Make it stop
What ever happened to senior year being fun?
I try to type or talk or think and all I do is
Ramble
Ramble
Ramble
Life is about the rambling
Not the substance
Camryn Claud Oct 2013
The crowd cheers
The stands rumble
But the kids on the field stay silent and still
The flags have been set
The people in place
The drum major salutes
Adrelaline pumps through veins
The music starts
And everyone's left foot starts the move
The show runs smoothly
The crowd bursts into applause
I smile as each flag hits the ground on the right count
We march off
And the feeling stays
Marching band fun
Never fades
This is from personal experience fyi and it's one of my very few non-depressing or life lesson related poems.
Camryn Claud Oct 2013
The smallest raindrop
Falls
On
Me
I look up, searching for the storm
Yet, the skies are clear
Another drop
And then another
I run to another place
Yet I still feel the rain
I try not to think about you
And the way you cried earlier
As the rain falls steadily
Is it your tears?
Or just my imagination?
I try to escape, but the rain is relentless
I run to you
And search for signs of tears
Yet there are none
I smile
Leave
And the last raindrop falls

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