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one day
i might just disappear
its crystal, transparent, clear
nothing lasts forever here

seasons change like a light switch
days fleeting, s p r e a d i n g out their wings
i wont answer my telephone for weeks
i'm scared to talk to people
vulnerability makes me weak.

missing people are never truly gone
they've got to be somewhere
paris, berlin, helsinki, oslo, nouakchott
san francisco, caracas, mexico city
dead, deep in the ground
alive, mentally sound
fossilising.

one day, i might be free
every day is a dream when
nothing feels quite real
i always wondered how easy it could be to disappear
Elaine C Apr 16
im so angry
my emptiness
my loneliness
my everything
all my emotions
boil down to rage

why must i have such high expectations
of myself, and why must other have
such high expectations of me?
im not built for constant brain tearing,
splitting, spearing forwards, to stab the wall
with the sharp edges of my frazzled mind

im a live wire
fizzling against the ground
begging, reeling, praying
for someone to touch it
to spread its angry, fizzing electricity
through someones heart.

as i continue down this path
drinking and smoking and pushing myself
to death
the teenage dream
my rage will push me to new heights
pull me up to great things
just to spite those who wronged me.
sometimes rage is the best lighter for the fire in your heart.
Elaine C Apr 14
I'm frazzled, disconnect
Can't communicate
with my mental state
It's like trying to converse
With a guy who's high as ****
On LSD or ecstacy
Mephedrone, ***,
Can't talk, can't ask for help
Brain's too ****** to talk to itself
my heart is racing
Can't stand up for long
Maybe I'm ephemera
Wasn't made to be strong
Yet I make myself an anchor
A lighthouse in foggy conditions
Someone to see and
Someone to listen
sometimes you feel like your head doesn't make sense. so do i, so do i.
Elaine C Apr 14
seventeen

im ******* bored
blasting hyperpop in my ears
screaming in fields and
writing on walls

sixteen

today
and yesterday
every day
all the same

fifteen

wheres my ******* break?
i spend time, i earn it back
some things cost a lot of time
some things, not so much

fourteen
thirteen
twelve
eleven
ten
nine
eight
seven
six
fi­ve
four
three
two
one

and im back awake again
the time flies like planes
how did i get here?
i don't know, but im here to stay
time is the only thing no one has enough of
Elaine C Apr 1
people say im idealistic
and that might be true
but its better to think
that there is a window with a better view
than the dreary one your looking through
because where theres room
for growth and change
there is also room
to stay the same.
its better to hope that there is something better for you that to think that what you have is all you will ever have
Elaine C Apr 1
Class of 2024
Was ninety five pupils
Back in 2019.
Whittled down to less than 90 by now

Stabbed myself with a compass
in maths paper 3
Just to see if I could still bleed
Or if the high stress made me a machine

"Just two exams, then I'm done"
I like to say.
But when it's all over
Will I keep it together?
takes inspiration of something i ACTUALLY DID in a maths exam. still have a scar from that on my hand, haha
Elaine C Mar 31
general certificate of secondary education
so why the hesitation
this generation
can be whatever they wish
if they do themselves a favour
get a grade 5 over 25 papers
because having a gcse
tends to be
the best way to succeed
but if you need
a 5 in maths and english
to get a history degree
whats the point in trying to reach
what you dream to be?
i wrote this while completing my GCSE exams, last June. it was a very stressful time for me, and poetry truly helped with it! at times i felt almost robotic, a theme that will come up a couple times in my poetry, including in a poem i will post later!

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