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Ciarra Jan 2015
I cant imagine how delicate one can be,
even as delicate as I.
But whoever sought out to break me,
You will be the first to fall.

As light and pleasant as a summer breeze,
Yet harsh as the thrashing winds of a storm at sea,
i run to your garden,
looking for the protection I need.
Ciarra Jan 2015
It's more than just constant worry,
It's fear.

The fear of the small things,
Did I leave the oven on?
Did I lock the door?
Do my socks match?

The fear of the big things,
Does he love me?
Am I annoying?
Is somebody following me?

The fear of seemingly impossible things,
What if somebody shoots up the school?
What if I die today from a meteor?
Are there robot overlords?

The fear of unfortunate possible things,
What if If I don't have exact change?
I don't know how to answer this question, what if the teacher calls on me?
I cant stop loving him, even though he probably doesn't know I exist

It is more than a constant worry,
It's fear.
Ciarra Jan 2015
It's body flickers as the wind gently rolls in,
It provides its love to those suffering the bitter cold,
It has the spark of two fresh lovers blinded by the world,
It is the only thing standing between me, and the ultimate sacrifice.
Ciarra Jan 2015
Lying here next to you,
Is the closest to love I have ever been,
And yet I am so far
From your heart.

You kiss me,
As if you wish to be as free as a dove.
Yet you push me away,
Because you are afraid of love.

Oh darling,
If only you knew,
That I am in fact,
Afraid of love too.

You look so fragile,
As I fall in love with your eyes,
But can you see,
The terrible things in my dreams?

The days pass,
Yet I haven't heard from you,
Can I say something crazy?
I love you too.

But you'll never know,
As you read this letter,
I am going away,
I know that will make things better.

Please do not shed a tear,
For it will not be long,
Before you realize,
In my nightmares is where you belong.

In the back of my mind,
Away from the world,
Just the thought of you,
Makes me want to hurl.

You lied to me,
You betrayed me
Can I say something crazy?
I loathe you too.
It can take a grand scheme to make someone who has never been in love to fall in love, and I feel the mental portrayal is understated.
Ciarra Jan 2015
Look at Them,
Gloriously standing there.
Mocking me.
Stalking me.
Using me.
Killing me.

But it is I who has the upper-hand,
And it is I who can not only silence these demons,
But make them dance.
Ciarra Jan 2015
He.
Him.
Us.

We were never meant to be,
And yet
I keep going back to that place
Where we used to laugh
And frolic among the emotions
Of true happiness,
Even if only for a moment...

I can't paint it picture perfect
As if it has been instilled on my heart,
And then smudged away,
By the tears of the heartache,
As he loves another.

He. Will never know of how much I long for his touch.
His. Attention belongs to another.
Us. Well, we shall never be the same again.

If only he knew how I thought of him amidst the day.
If only his touch could bring the pain away...
If only I could say, that there ever was an us.


If only I could say it was real.
Ciarra Jan 2015
Look at me.
look at  me

Do you see what I see?

The world?
All aflame!

And yet, you dare hold your breathe,
When I ask you, if you love me?

How dare you!
Can you not see how much I need you?

Can you see me?
Can you see the piece of me you have left shattered on the floor

You kicked me around, and left me
To die there.

How dare you.
May you forever be haunted

By the memory of seeing my lifeless body
Dangle from your ceiling.
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