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2.0k · Mar 2013
For my Maritimers.
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
We've got bagpipes and buskers,
cannons, and clip.
Lots of marijuana, and tons of tall ships.
Plenty of seafood, and point pleasent park.
It looks pretty lame, until the streets become dark.
Weve got the Citadel hill, and pavilion kids.
lockups, and lockdown. All things that we did.
Plenty of days, where we fell on our *** ,
smokin dope in the glade, and layin on grass.
With colt 45, and 151.
Alexander keiths, and malibou ***.
Weve all jumped a fence, and swam chocolate lake.
No other province could handle the risks that we take.
Cause were crazy,obviously, were maritimers.
Dartmouth, and spryfeild.. Hell, our schools are the worst.
But its halifax, Nova scotia.
We do it our way.
Live like the east coast,
Cause i do everyday.
1.3k · Feb 2012
Don't get me wrong.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
I'm swimming in an ocean, that seems to have no shore. A never ending pool of thoughts that were left there from before.
A diversity of wisdom that is mixed in with some pain, but there's no point in dwelling on my broken memory lane.

I've started thinking thoughts of love, and ways that i can cope. For happiness is possible, as long as i have hope.
You can't take that away from me for this i know is true, no matter how much hurt you caused i will get over you.

I'm always strong, dont get me wrong; no man can wear me down. Ill always have my dignity, a new love can be found.
When i meet that person ill hold on tight, and you can finally see.. The things that people do for love, that you wouldnt do for me.

For i will not be broken, and i will not feel bad. Cause i am not the one who lost the best thing that they had.
1.1k · Feb 2012
Halifax;
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
A place where people say goodmorn, and hum a happy tune.
Where neighbors say this rain is bad, i hope it gets nice soon.
A place where you can find the streets, and know which bus to take.
Yes every city has it's down's, but people here arent fake.
They may be mean and filled with greed but will always speak their mind.
And even in their shallow life, their heart you can still find.
We make an honest living, and help our dying earth.
We treat eachother with respect cause we know the human worth.
We drink alot I will admit, but thats how Scotia goes.
Will even drink on our death bed, that's somethin' you all know.
We love the sea and we'd agree, that fishing is the ****.
A day upon the pretty rock while fishing is legit.
Im proud to be apart of this amazing ******* place,
and even some Canadians believe we're our own race.
But bottom line I'll call this home until my dying breath,
and even when it comes my time, im glad that here I'll rest.
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
I am a slave to my own emotion,
I cant seem to hold myself back.

Im swimming in a heart wrenching ocean,
for the confidence that my heart now lacks.

I know that im happy today,
And I know that ive shed all those tears.

I know that i cannot betray,
my hard work though out all these years.

I know that im fallin with love,
I know that i have your love too.

Our patiance i know that were proud of,
and our love has been tested by few.

But back in the days of the strong girl i was,
has faded with passion and pain.

Its been shot down with love,
but rebuilt with courage and gain.

I might have grown weaker in loosing,
but youve made me grow stronger in turn.

Its because your love's so seducing,
that i allow myself now to learn.
Dependant on love, i rely on you,
to keep me forever in peace.
So thank you for teaching me all that you have,
I love you babe, to say the least.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
I am a slave to my own emotion,
I cant seem to hold myself back.

Im swimming in a heart wrenching ocean,
for the confidence that my heart now lacks.

I know that im happy today,
And I know that ive shed all those tears.

I know that i cannot betray,
my hard work though out all these years.

I know that im fallin with love,
I know that i have your love too.

Our patiance i know that were proud of,
and our love has been tested by few.

But back in the days of the strong girl i was,
has faded with passion and pain.

Its been shot down with love,
but rebuilt with courage and gain.

I might have grown weaker in loosing,
but youve made me grow stronger in turn.

Its because your love's so seducing,
that i allow myself now to learn.

Dependent on love, i rely on you,
to keep me forever in peace.

So thank you for teaching me all that you have,
I love you babe, to say the least.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
Right now my life is going places that I can't even describe.
I couldnt wish better than this, I earned this cause I tried.
I earned this cause my work is hard, and my words are quite sincere.
For poetry has been my life, and my dream for many years.

And even in my writing you can see a drastic change..
'Cause I dropped liabilities, and im writing free of rage.
The letters flow with passion that's descirbed by love and grace,
a way to take my anger and put greatness in its place.

A way of life I'll make of this, and I'm headed on that track.
So if I loose some "friends" that's fine, I still won't dare look back.
Maturity comes gradually, everyone learns this in time.
And I don't judge, or hold a grudge, but that show's ive done the climb.

I've grown into a woman that can over come some pain,
'cause see these words i write today from pain will be my gain.
Inspiration has many forms, I just harness it with rhyme.
No matter what the outcome, I know my writing will be prime.

See money isn't the goal I crave, but recongnition at it's best.
For life has put me through qutie a huge amount of tests.
But each one that is thrown at me has faded in the past,
cause one thing that i know is that my writing will always last.

So be happy for everything youve said to break me down.
For all your words will make my work easier than it sounds.
For every single hater, an artist will be born.
And every page they write, will live longer than your scorn.

So thank you for my wisdom, and thank you for your hate.
And thank you oh so ******* much, for making my life great.
588 · Mar 2013
Nine one one.
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
Can you please call nine one one.
Make sure they come before im gone.
Tell them my heart is slowing down.
And that my sanity is not yet found.

Hold my hand for i am cold.
Make sure my breath is in control.
Are they finnaly on their way?
I can see the light, but i will stay.

Just tell them come at their top speed,
Dont slow down for im in need.
Bring the meds and bring em fast,
every minute could be my last.

Did someone call me nine one one.
Im loosing life, but im not done.
All these faces watching me,
im on the ground and i cant breathe.

Finnaly i hear the sound,
of ambulances all around.
They lift me up and drive away,
please save my life for him today.

As i lay still upon that bed,
too much stuff runs through my head.
Death will come and all with time,
Anytime it could be mine.

Now im grateful for this life,
and ill stay here and be his wife.
They saved a life thats just begun,
thanks for dialing nine one one.
572 · Feb 2012
Star box.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
If I could reach the stars, I'd put one in a box.
I'd wrap it up in paper, sealed with golden locks.

I'd leave it on your doorstep, and watch it as it glows.
I'd sit and watch the magic as night time starts to show.

And when you got back home, later on that night..
You'd see the star box glowing the brightest of the bright.

But as I saw you walking, the light would simmer down.
Cause baby yes it's bright, but your the only light I've found.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
no one is perfect, we all know of this,
and life isnt set to be perfectly bliss.
we all make mistakes and its nothing of shame,
lets forgive ourselves without forcing blame.
cause man am i sick of people these days,
thinkin they know my life and my ways.
if i can forget and let my pass die,
then why are you saying my whoole life's a lie?
I except my mistakes and move on with my life.
No one can take that away on this night.
i believe in myself, and thats all that i need
your words have no wisdom, just ******* and greed.
my life is my castle to which i am queen,
so forget the person that you think youve seen.
my ship has not sailed, i have not dug a hole.
im now my own captain, of my precious soul.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
What am i supposed to say?
besides what i have done today.
Theres nothing good from what i see,
the worlds ****** up, at least to me.
My life's okay, dont get me wrong.
I got the love thats found in song.
But across our world whats going down?
nothing good from what ive found.
See i sit here and write a rhyme,
but they arent havin a good time.
We try and help from here and there,
but its happening everyfuckingwhere..
And i cant stop it on my own,
but while im here their there alone.

Our lives are filled with pointless ****,
why cant you all just get with it.
Its not just us thats living here,  
the worlds our home and they are near.
For closing minds is ruining us,
Thier turning green into a dust.

War has shot away our hearts,
And ripping helpless kids apart.
So think about it, hows it sound?
having a man throw you around.
And not because you ****** **** up ,
but because the world wont do enough..
Thats how they feel every day.
Watching life just slip away.
Its ******* dumb and pointless eh?
Well,

thats the **** i had to say.
499 · Mar 2013
A broken vow.
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
I've written a million words in my day, and I cherish each verse and every page.
But when I am stricken with a block from my work, I feel inadequate to what I am worth.

When the ink doesn't flow and I've lost all my strive, I know that I'm living but not quite alive.
See my writting occurs when I'm sad mad or glad, and for every bump in the road there's a poem I have.

So what's been the change that occurred in me? I dont understand... My whole life's poetry.
And the only thing I can write about now is how I've been blocked from my poetic vow.

So from now on I promise myself that I'll write. About word less days and/or reckless nights.
No matter the subject, I really don't care. But loosing my passion is a loss I can't bare.
494 · Mar 2013
We both walk this earth
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
Weve all done somthing,
we wish we hadnt done.
Weve all had a secret,
and told only one.
weve all had that day,
where we started our life.
And weve all had that moment,
that felt nothing but right.
Everyone has cried, until they could cry no more.
everyone has bad dreams..
And memories galore.
We forget this world, is big enough for two.
your not the only one,
theres others with you.
problems, and fears are in everyone you know.
some people dont say,
or just dont let it show.
but belive im no different, from who you think you might be.
Because i may be younger,
but i have eyes. and i see.
your no different from most , yourexactly the same.
we both walk this earth.
And we both play this game.
Whoever you are,
take this poem to heart,
look up at the sky,
and wish on that star.
everyone can be different,
But we all live this life.
And will live day to day,
until our last breath is taken away.
468 · Feb 2012
Durka.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
I waited for hours, I watched the sun set. I counted the minutes, but still nothing yet.
When it turned into days, that id just sit and wait.. I got up and I thought, no one's ever this late!
So I pondered and pondered for when you'd arrive,
but then i remember that we've once said goodbye.
I had waited so long, for you to come home.
When in reality i sat, in cowtown alone .
But now i am comming! Ill be on my way,
just give me a week.. And at home i will stay.
432 · Feb 2012
Sky is the limit.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
Lets take a trip up on the moon,
we'll start it now and get there soon.
When we get there will be alone,
engulfed by space and lunar stone.
With silent stars and quiet light,
we'll feel weightless for tonight.
The universe will be our home,
discovering the things unknown.
Cause when with you my life is great,
so lets escape this world of hate.
Chelsea Avendano Feb 2012
What am i supposed to say?
besides what i have done today.
Theres nothing good from what i see,
the worlds ****** up, at least to me.
My life's okay, dont get me wrong.
I got the love thats found in song.
But across our world whats going down?
nothing good from what ive found.
See i sit here and write a rhyme,
but they arent havin a good time.
We try and help from here and there,
but its happening everyfuckingwhere..
And i cant stop it on my own,
but while im here their there alone.

Our lives are filled with pointless ****,
why cant you all just get with it.
Its not just us thats living here,  
the worlds our home and they are near.
For closing minds is ruining us,
Thier turning green into a dust.

War has shot away our hearts,
And ripping helpless kids apart.
So think about it, hows it sound?
having a man throw you around.
And not because you ****** **** up ,
but because the world wont do enough..
Thats how they feel every day.
Watching life just slip away.
Its ******* dumb and pointless eh?
Well,

thats the **** i had to say.
388 · Mar 2013
No where
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
Please take me away today, and please help me forget.
I dont wanna live with pain, nor leave here with regret.

But how can i loose all of this, and just move on up there?
It doesn't seem to possible, so take me to no where.

Run with me far away, where people are not found.
Run with me to a secret place, where there's never been a sound.

Let's just peace and leave right now, As fast as we can go.
For when we find our no where, it'll be somewhere people dont know.

So they will never find us, and never hear goodbye.
But even though ill be no where, i know that ill survive.
337 · Mar 2013
You must agree.
Chelsea Avendano Mar 2013
There's some things she used to do, but you just wouldn't let her.

She tried to do the best she could, but she deserved much better.

She started learning it was wrong to try and change her ways.

So she decided it was time, she left you on that day.

And now you're sleeping all alone, as shes falling in love.

You took that girl for granted and she finally had enough.

Her heart was pure, her love was true, but you just couldn't get it.

Now another man will hold her hand, you know that you'll regret it.

She's happy for the times you shared, but I'm sure that there'll be more.

A different love with great respect, so she can be adored.

So she thanks you for the little time that you two once had shared.

But honestly, you must agree, you never really cared.

— The End —