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 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
NV
18.
 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
NV
18.
it's sorta kinda my birthday today.
and i know i should be happier than i am right now.
but truth is, i'm not.
i'm pretty much depressed to be honest.
but not that it matters though.

i really just wanted to thank all you bloggers for giving me pieces of your heart,
the kindness and motivation that makes my world seem like a better place at times.
because if there's one good decision i've made in life,
it would be opening up myself to all of you.

this space has made me feel heard.
this space has made me feel wanted.
this space has made me feel loved.

and just in case you didn't know,
every one of you,
makes a difference,
every time.
and i know i don't know you - but i love you anyways
 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
NV
when last
 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
NV
when last have i had a 3am kind of conversation,
with my star like emotions scattered all over the darkest parts of me,
mimicking the sky,
my moon like persona that always returns back to hiding me away.  
when last have i felt safe enough to let somebody in,
to not have visions of my vulnerability being tied to the bed after he locks the door behind him,
his voice like some sort of broken record that keeps on repeating that
"it's gonna be okay."
when last have i had a shoulder to cry on that isn't my own,
for my neck to stop worrying that the tear filled sea on either side won't get waves big enough to drown me.  
when last okay,
when last has it felt good to be me.
 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
Maxwell
From sleepless nights to blissful dreams,
A drastic change from chaos to peace.
From your departure, I was hurt,
But now from sadness, I divert.

Like a dart hits a bullseye's iris,
Your presence, that's how I miss.
With this paper and pen,
I admit, I think of you now and then.

But you are my life's fraudulent scheme,
Water rapidly flowing in the stream.
You've already passed and gone away
Like my love for you has died away.

A half-remembered dream,
It is you, as it may seem.
A dream as sublime as a flower garden,
But a dream that will soon be forgotten.
This is my last poem for you.
 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
Adam Mott
Ninety-nine cents for my best friend
A drive to the mall
Turned around gracefully
Never meant to let you down
A coffee full of tea
Confusion in conversation
Emotional reactions to being unseen

You never voiced any concern until it was too late for me
Left on my own in a great big sea
All I could do was be brave
Dreaming the same things

The next day I buried that version of me
Shallow was the grave, ready to be raised if need be
Nobody asked where he went
They could already see

Potentially wasting my lungs on this
Too much time and energy
Try to feel all things
Intense and clear
Feelings resonating off every wall

It was never a waste of our young years
Time spent with you
I miss every moment
Not because I had someone
But because I had you, Olivia

Now, dreams are ribbons to the wind
As I find my way home again
Cold and confused
Tending to a heart now bruised
I remain me, strong and stubborn
Things I have learnt still colour me
But I will never call these years a waste

No, they meant the world to me
Thank-you
For everything
I'm reaching out in the way I know how. I'm thankful for all that happened and I miss it so, I just can't believe such a little thing made it go. I see that I had issues with being too much, it was something I could have fixed if you had told me. But that was then and this is now, I have grown as a person, I see it now. I love you and wish you could see who I have become. I wanted to let you know I figured it out and am sorry for my part in this.
Emotions, right?
You taught me to be kind
you taught me to forgive
you taught me to use my mind

so upon the day that I die
when ever that may be
I want you to know that I spent my life
doing what you taught me

Their will be a time when I no longer exist
a day where I am buried
but I want you to know that I love you
Dad, Mom and my amazing brother
Ever since I was a kid I have always known that one day I will die, I have always accepted that. Even if one day they are able to make us live for ever, I know in my heart that their will be a day when I choose I want to leave.

I don't know when my final day will be, it might be today or billion years from now, so the purpose of this poem was kinda a reminder to my family that I love them. So if I am to die suddenly, this poem will be my leaving note.

Dear Dad
We've had some good times and bad times, like most people. One thing that I admire about you is you ability to forgive (especially me) I guess that is where I take my ability to forgive from. At the moment of writing this I am 28 years old and living with you for my life as been amazing, even if we do argue occasionaly, but good kind of arguing, you make me think and question things, any person would be lucky to have a dad like you.. My happiest memory, there as been many but I would have to say, the first time I ever won chess agaisn't you, you never let me win, but I didn't give up and when I won it meant so much more.. I know life hasn't been the best friend to you but I do hope that the next life is everything you wish. I love you.

Dear Mom
Hi mom, like dad, we have had good times and bad times, but every family does I guess. Some good times that I remember are playing monopoly, I love that game. I am grateful for the times when you have given me a lift to places and when a few years ago you loaned me some money. I hope that one day soon, you get the things in life that you wish for. I love you.

Dear Brother
Hello, boooooooo, I'm a ghost, lol. (If you reading this after I die) if not then I will see you the weekend. I have no problem admiting this, I love you more than anyone else on this planet, not only are you my brother but I consider you my best friend and I hope and pray that in our next lives that we continue to be friends. I might not have been the best brother growing up and for that I am deeply sorry for. Nearly all my life I have felt alone, but you made me realise that I wasn't truely alone. I enjoy when we talk, I look forward to when we visit each other and I hate it when we fight. I love you and I will always love you.

To everyone else that as read this, I hope that all your wishes come true, I realise that you don't know me, I try to express who I am in my poems but one thing that you should know about me is that I generally do love each and every life form. (You, cats, dogs, mice, aliens, everything)

I hope that I will have many many many more years left and I hope that they will be fun, but I also have to accept that anything can happen so I wanted something out there that I had written to express how I feel.

Thank you for reading and where every you are reading from I hope you are having fun and enjoying the day.
 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
Anabel
ghosts
 Oct 2015 Caroline Lee
Anabel
this house burned down a
long time ago but the ghosts
are still on fire
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