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cass Sep 2020
The season of melancholy is right around the corner

Inside my own mind I’m already starting to feel like a foreigner

It’s hits hard and fast
It makes you question the present but also the past

April to September we thrived in the sun
The darkness is starting to creep in but I know it’s only just begun

Can we hide in our cave with our unbreakable bond?
I’ll let you hide under the covers with your favourite little blonde
cass Sep 2020
If there was ever evidence of a higher power in this world
It would be the friends in my life and the man who calls me his girl

Tonight I count my lucky stars in the sky
The endorphins I’ve been collecting have got me feeling so high
cass Sep 2020
Our love moved fast in the spring
I hope autumn doesn’t slow it down
If there’s one thing I’ve learned these past 5 months it’s that I need you around

Your warm presence wraps around me like a blanket
You’re unlike anybody that I have ever met

You’ve showed me beauty in the darkest places
You’ve made me fall in love with so many beautiful faces

I hope next autumn I will still get to call you mine
I would forever live in regret if I lost the chance to see you shine
For my star
cass Sep 2020
I wonder does my name sound different coming out of your mouth

Do people hear it with admiration or am I just a name with misinterpretation

I ,perhaps for lack of a better word, swoon over our love and connection
But I wonder sometimes if I am a category in your collection

I have so much doubt and so much fear
Maybe I’m manifesting our future demise
Creating scenarios in my head where the end is near

I wonder sometimes will my name sound just as good tomorrow
Will I still be the girl your locking eyes with at your show
cass Sep 2020
What ever happened to the dreamers?
They always looked beyond the sky
Entrusting love and never asking why..

I believe in the power of intuition
I’m learning to appreciate every person and every step
I still always feel like my authenticity is an audition

Always wondering who I am good enough for
Never asking myself do I deserve more

I feel so small beneath the stars
I wonder just how quickly it could all end

I love the ones who truly love me
But I wonder would I fit in better on Mars
Lost in the sky shining upon the stars
cass Aug 2019
So young, with an old soul
Your sense of humanity tells me you have lived many lives
You yearn for the moon and each bright burning star in the sky
You turn to the universe for answers when things keep you up at night
You stand next to me in equal marvel at the oncomimg adventure a passing train will soon forgo
You wonder, as I do, who else will watch the train in awe and envy, wondering what lies ahead
Home is where you shed your light
You are home to many people
Yet, as we are mesmerized by this passing train, there is a deep desire to go with it
With no particular destination in mind
Home is in the comfort of 4 walls or on a train going anywhere but here
As long as the sun comes up and the stars are present when we look up at night, then we are where we are meant to be
You are my four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have
cass Aug 2019
Her fingers carefully caressed the covers of potential readings, as if doing so they will emit something to tell her she is making the right choice. In her mind there is no wrong choice, for whatever piece of literature she chooses, she will take some piece of knowledge or understanding from it. She comes across one book that really stands out to her. It’s corners are crippled, it’s pages torn, and it’s cover mangled. She brushed off the dust using her index finger, to realize there is no title, no authors  name, and no publishers stamp to be found anywhere. Intrigued, she opened it.
“Burn this book.”
She did not burn the book, and would live to regret not taking this valuable piece of advice for a very long time..
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