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Caroline Grace Jan 2014
While you sat there
Knee deep in self pity
Your cries created me an enemy of many.
No one has forced me to leave
But pleaded me to stay
With shouts heard round the world
To stab me clean through the back.
But congratulations.
You're the first to realize my self-worth
And hate me for it.
You'll deny it's the truth
Like the elephant in the room
But if your heart hasn't already begun to freeze for me,
Its beats dying slowly,
It will.
Oh, it will.
Caroline Grace Jan 2014
It's the heart racing
It's the water works so close to the surface,
Like fragile glass:
One touch and shatters into a million pieces.

It's the thoughts falling into the darkest abyss
Because this is the end.
The end, just dangling over the edge
And you know his heart is
Falling
                     Falling
                                       Falling.

And it's your fault
Your fault he's lost touch with reality.
You're all that he has left
Until he tips over the edge.
Caroline Grace Jan 2014
Torn.
Left in hopelessly, irredeemable shreds.
But you're over him,
You have been since the day
You picked up your pride
And left.

Brush it off your back,
Because there's no pity
For those who look back.

He may have another catch
Dangling grossly from his lie-invested lips,
But with one call
He would leap the distance
Between you and him
To fall into familiar oblivion.

Split.
Into empty, unrecognizable pieces.
But you're done with this,
You have been since
You kissed him one last time
and whispered in his ear
"Goodbye."

So grant her the freedom
To relive your old life.
Caroline Grace Dec 2013
There shouldn't be sparks that fly
As your velvety rich eyes
Lock so tenderly on mine
There shouldn't be a thrill
At each witty message you send
There shouldn't be a blissful shiver
When your lips form my name
Your own name shouldn't ring
Through my consciousness
I shouldn't give in
I won't give in
When my heart should belong
Not you but to him.
Caroline Grace Dec 2013
That second that slithers in
Beckoning forbidden fancies
As your lifeless figures lies in shadows
That eat at your lonesome soul

While he frolics among his virtuous games
Uninformed of the stains and bruises
You so carefully conceal beneath
Petty giggles and witty banter

This is what you so desired
What you long lost
When the others ripped your innocence
Limb by limb-
The purity which glimmers so brilliantly
In his golden eyes

That sincerity so eagerly falls at your feet
Yet your calloused hands reach
For the one who knew the girl
Before her brittle bones
Aches with sores and colds

The one who not only knows the history
But watched it unfold familiarly
Caroline Grace Dec 2013
Lash out on the beautiful
Steel doesn't bend beneath
Bitter remorselessness
Crack a vicious whip
Bronze doesn't blister under
Vengeful hatred
Scream morbid threats
Copper doesn't tarnish from
Sadistic Tactics
Twist grace into cruel neglect
Silver still shimmers beyond
Manipulative attempts

Throw burning coals
Upon his head
Witness each dull crumble
Burst into
Diamonds.
Caroline Grace May 2013
I'm not who I once was
This me is scary

Because I'm me on the outside
I've become everything
I've always wanted to be

On the inside
I've conformed
To nothing but decay

Like shriveled moss
Clinging to a grave
For more of my poetry, visit my blog, A Girl of Sixteen at http://poetrydailyforayear.blogspot.com/
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