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Claire Ellen Jun 2016
Running, running away.
Away from the unwanted of self and by others,
away from the tired holding me back,
away from the pain of yesterday.
I won't have you ruin another day for me,
you've ruined my confidence,
you taken my beauty,
you've destroyed enough days.
I'm not jealous of the morning that wake you.
I'm not upset if your happy with out me.
And I don't care what you are doing today
   or how many times you've seen the number 22.
I hope you have passion,
I hope you do good,
but don't come sulking back in my mind,
brining this blow-y, snowy evening down.
Claire Ellen Dec 2015
When every ****** starts to hurt
When I realize my love hurts,
When my eyes open through sweat.
I am blind with you.
I simply don't. want. too.
What is holding me back from leaving tonight?
Your words of pressure?
The tiredness I feel listening to you?
My mind saying, repeating, screaming,
           "IT'S OVER."
But my heart saying, beating, and laughing,
           "LOVE AGAIN."
Is asking: Whats best for me?, selfish?
Why? Why do I simply not want to try...
This is the question I wrangle in my mind.
I stomp while I run.
Run, Run, Run,
getting farther and farther lost from
you; and your searching to strong arms.
For me and my sanity I run.
for me and you I want to not think.
As the stress pulls in,
the breathing tubes tighten,
and soon I'm somewhere new, and alone.
Finally the finish line.
The finish line is not what I thought it to be.
Claire Ellen Dec 2013
music enters my mind
words come out
spill on this paper
bleed onto my hands
work on your body,
work in the shop
drop
       drop
              drop
that gotdame weight,
sorry i don't use Gods name
in vein,
in my viens, you'll see my blue blood side.
Come deeper into my lungs,
you'll see my deep breathing sacs.
Dont go deeper, you'll see my brain
my thoughts
                      my words
                                        my-my-my-
mine. Those words are mine,
and they will stay that way
until I decide when is best to tell you.
Tell you, feel you, I wont use you.
Don't fear the love given upon you.
Music repeating
to keep the beating,
MIA. What? you've never seen me in action?
or is it missing in action?
Do those mean the same thing?
What about Heaven and Hell,
Do those mean the same thing?
One can't exist without the other, so
I guess so.
I stand on my on guesses,
you can persuade me easily,
if you have hard evidence that means something.
Don't waste my time,
I'm on a schedule.
Interrupt and you'll be sorry.
But I invited you, remember?
I said to come swim in my veins,
that doesn't mean I'll let you out though.
Be careful, once your in there,
It's hard to come unattached to some
one big eyed, big sass, big assed
as me.
Opps, dont like my language?
To bad for you, I'm not sorry,
You must have just been overprotected
and under responded too.
Honey, I do what I want with your permission or not.
Don't do that, it makes me too hot.
Dance
          dance
                      dance
like the world is ending.
Jump on my shoulders lets go for a ride.
AK-47, you know what that means?
It means, I got one and you don't,
It means don't **** around.
Love me or don't.
Don't string me like some puppet.
I'll rip through your mastery,
and show the world the fake you are.
Be you,
and see that really,
your not as bad as me.
Claire Ellen Jan 2013
The ground is far away
Standing on this ledge
Up here.
If I jump will you catch me?
If I jump will I fall??
I dive down and take the plunge
The ball now in your hands
Its completely your call.
Do you want to keep...
Or would you rather fall?
fall down with me, and
Forget. Don't look back.
Claire Ellen Sep 2013
I hope this ol' train breaks down,
So I can see,
The inside of your mind sweetie,
Its opening up, one crack at a time.
One family member closer,
one 7 month closer.
Your mind, will forever be a maze,
And I will forever explore,
each word you spoke.
To much love for one world,
our love bleeds onto others.
These corners of your heart,
is just enough room for my findings.
Hold me closer, pin me down.
And never forever longer frown.
You have me, and you have my hands,
hold them, rub them, ring them left,
because you will have been a theft,
of my ever curious mind.
Mrs. CC, Baby Claire, and Coyote,
the names I never thought I'd hear,
from those nights in a red Corvette
to the days we spent,
much to far apart. Separate hearts,
Can make one love
with to many unworthy words,
and to much unwasted time,
and to many memories:
Baby I could spend a life time,
Folding away these late night memories,
into my deep rolling brain waves.
My dreams are lucky to be holding you.
Claire Ellen Oct 2013
I hope this ol' train breaks down,
So i can see,
The inside of your mind sweetie,
its opening up, one crack at a time.
One family member closer,
One 4 month closer.
Your mind, will forever be a maze,
and I will forever explore,
each word you spoke,
to much love for one world.
Our loves bleeds onto others.
These conners of your heart,
is just enough room for my findings.
Hold me closer, pin me down.
And never forever longer frown.
You have me, and you have my hands.
Hold them, rub them, ring them left
because you will have been a theft,
of my ever curious mind.
Mrs. CC, Baby Claire, and Lovebug,
the names I never thought I'd hear,
from those nights in a red corvett
To the days we spent
sperate hearts
much to far apart
can make one love,
with many unworthy words,
and to much unwasted time,
and many memories:
Baby i could spend a life time
folding away these late night memories
into my deep rolling brain waves.
My dreams are lucky to be holding you tonight.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
Remembering all the times we had.
When you said "If I kiss you now, it all will change,"
and how it all did.
Now I wonder, didn't your friends advise you to stop?
Didn't they say, "You'll break her heart."
or were they to busy with themselves, like you?
You simply just kept leading me on and on and on.
Will I ever not hurt when reflecting back on you?
Just a girl trying to be woman for you,
Just a boy trying to get over a past love.
How could you have taken your time?
Even told our parents about me.
How many hugs did I waste?
How heavy is my stolen virginity on your shoulders now?
Do you still speak my name?
Does it resound in your ears? Do you ever recall my tears?
How did the end look in your eyes?
... Can you tell my wounds are still unclosed.
Claire Ellen Dec 2015
While I sit here in the silence of my own house,
I hear the moaning and tangling seeping from the bedroom.
I hear echoes of laughter and feel wet kisses on my neck.
Oh the times we spent together.
Hands, big warm hands, stroking down, down, down my back.
Skin to skin, but it seems so much more...
rather heart to heart.
Curving and sliding we form together,
puzzle pieces is to cliche
to say.
Oh the nights we've spent.
My love, my armor, my inspiration.
It is you I find laying beside me,
so close your warmth feeds my cold feet.
Slowing down, really just means our breath.
Oh the things the walls have heard
together, so close, our bodies mold.
I long for your hands on my chest,
I long for my nose etching up your skin.
Much like art, much like slow music,
much like the truest love I've known,
its always been you, my darling.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
I want to lay here and fall asleep under the twinkle lights.
I want to go home and smell the evergreen tree.
I want you to follow me to my car and kiss me with passion.
I want to fall asleep in your big arms.
I want to reach out through the phone and comfort you.
I want to drift away onto the sandy beaches.
I want to be my own kind of person.
I want all these things, but most of all I want to know.
Having no control
I can't tell people what I'll be doing this summer...
Having little to no control is draining and stressful.
I just want to know...




My heart wants to be wild and be free
But theres a difference between free and control.
To be free of ties, but know where I am going.
Claire Ellen Feb 2014
Drive angry?
I will.
I finally understand screamo music,
I have all of these emotion draining out of me,
and I have issues that nobody understands.
"he's a ******?"
You never complained as much as me?
You need a ****** reality check sister.
Your now husband, you were going to leave him
but then he popped the question.
You can blame my issues on anything yiu want.
Some blame it on the church,
some blame it on my work,
some blame it on my sister,
my parents or my boyfriend.
Or people could just realize I got myself
here in this drepressing pit.
So keep blamin what you want
Someday you'll be here,
in my shoes.
And you'll realize what its like
having no one to blame but yourself.
Claire Ellen Jan 2013
I told the roses
what you said
when you said you first loved me.
I hope you dont mind,
I told the roses.
I told every snowflake
what you did
when you did that thing called kiss me.
I hope you dont mind
I told the snow flakes.
I told the trees
what we did
when we did it in your bed.
I hope you dont mind
I told the trees.
the walls heard me
when you left
when you left me on the steps.
that time I didn't have to tell,
they heard me crying in my cell.
after awhile, the roses
of my heart, withered away.
soon the snowflakes
they melted to my tears.
the trees
they planted my feet and
they built some walls around me.
the walls they
protect my heart
still to this day.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
Loneliness, emptiness, and no self confidence,
are a bad mix when you live in a small town.
I stay with him because he is there.
But if I could, I would fly away, away,
I would enter to my land I would.
I would leave the past behind.
I would. But, I don't.
Claire Ellen May 2015
Through this hard rain,
You don't know who you'll see,
staring back through at me.
But for now I hope its you,
standing waiting for me.
"Don't be like them"
keeps running running
through my mind.
"Your nutty", "You have something up there."
I feed off you and your pitiful compliments.
Claire Ellen Feb 2013
I want to settle down,
wont you settle down with me??
the man of my dreams,
he is tall and strong,
he is Check,
and from California.
He wants to major in English,
and become a teacher,
he loves his family,
and especially his sister.
he can draw... stick figures.
he is witty, and suitable for me.
but you,
you are better than the man of my dreams.
you are better,
because you are real.
i can hold you,
i can kiss you,
i can see your blemishes and scars,
and they make you
better,
because they make you real.
Claire Ellen Feb 2013
Covered in love
straight from above
but love turns
to aches, burns
our hearts empty
where Satans tempting
of wanting more
than evver before
ship wreck shore.
spinning, spinning, motions
sweet soft lotions
turn to ball rooms
then come fumes
crystal mixed limes
shattered with crims
you turn to theft
we never left,
ship wreck shore.
i get lost
windows covered frost
green peering eyes
innocent of lies
you finally beaten
my heart, defeated
but maybe more,
ship wreck shore.
from this far
it seems hard
at first glance
boats are ants
trees are swaying
from our music playing
pens filling pages
my love cages
wanting to love more
on ship wreck shore.
Claire Ellen Apr 2015
I could watch you sleep all night.
When the coffee wears,
and the moon is bright and shinning,
the drive home is short but dreaded,
I never wanted tonight to end.
Smiling, Laughing,Living, like never before,
My heart has grown three times four.
I will never be happy with you gone
And I hope never will that happen for long.
Raindrops through my roof,
It makes me feel *****,
and with you by my side, theres no stopping,
Be my hunter, I will be the foxes,
No one can contain our love in boxes.
You keep catching me just by a hair,
but soon, to swift, and I'll let you have my every care.
Till next time my love,
I'll dream, breath, and think,
of my sweet.
Claire Ellen Jan 2014
Late night texts
=
Late night ***.
Early morning regrets
=
Breakfast in bed.
Mid-day breaks
=
Mid-day surprise.
Evening calls
=
Our conversational recalls.
Late night nightmares
=
Everyday dreams.
Oh the life I'll hold with you.
Claire Ellen Jun 2016
After much deliberation
after lost of prayers and tears
after losing myself completely...
I'm finally who I am...
I'm finally who I'm meant to be.
Thanks to you, I'm free.
I'm sure your happy and doing well.
I want you to know, I am too.
The stress has left
I'm cool and relaxed.
Claire Ellen Jun 2016
Single... a breath after 3 years.
My whole being says, "Come on old ****, lets have fun!"
but my control says, "No! lets rest..."
No one to impress, no one to text.
No one to worry over, no one to pick a fight with.
No one to watch my every move,
No one control.
I'm single and my wings are streatching.
It hurts and I'm scared to fly again.
Surely its like riding a bike?
I remember the feeling of having pure fun
No joy to hide.
Just me, myself and I.
even in the dark of night
I have an inner fire that rages.
Even at the break of day
I have a subtle but lifting smile.
My spirit is high and ready for take off.
My body is urging every cell forward.
And my mind, steady yet lit.
Yearning to learn, laugh, and adventure.
My new single life begins, here.
Claire Ellen Jul 2013
So rachet
So messy
Dont tap me
I'm shady.
You tap out
I'm crazy
I'm in
I'm covered
Dont steady me
I'll cheat you
I'll eat you
Don't doubt me
I'll prove you
I'm on you,
Your in me
Dont leave me
I'll find you
I'm bestest
I'm with you
I'm lady
I'm ******
Dont test me,
I'll fill you,
With my fist *****.
Claire Ellen Jun 2013
Carving hearts,
opening them up,
melting them in each other.
holy love i feel with you.
never elave me again,
or i will forever be,
with out my other heart.
2 hearts make love,
1 love in,
I love you.
my heart melts to my lungs,
filling them with your scent.
never leave me again.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
I want to be someones Autumn.
Full of color and chill
warm days to heal.
Crisp in the morning, cool at night.
I want to be someones most beautiful.
Someones picture-full.
I want to be someones lost innocence.
Flawless as a freshly fallen leaf.
I want to be someones warm memory
I want to feel the fall,
         again.
Claire Ellen May 2015
Through thick and thin,
till the lights go dim,
you have always shone,
My love song for you,
will never do,
So I try each day,
Its so nice for a place,
to cast my worries away,
Thank you Lord for  your amazing grace.
Claire Ellen Jun 2013
the melodramatic beating
of one in the next room breathing
in-out-in-out-
it makes the house
have a pulse,
that kieeps you up for hours
until your body shuts down,
your eyes shut,
and the beating, breathing,
is simply your heart
giving you a rhythm
to your dreams.
when the moons amber liquidness
melts into your house
through the windows and forgotten unlocked doors,
filling it and making itself into pictures
and hanging around, of old memories,
in broken flames and broken clocks.
clocks clocks, tick tok tick tok...
didnt you ever think clocks want a different beat.
havent you heard, rabbits and turttles,
can fall in love too?
dont you ever consider
the possibility, that it is not
going to work out?
that things in this world,
dont go smoothly.
that is still no reason
to give up.
find a different beat,
find a new lover,
just dont leave,
just dont give up.
Claire Ellen Feb 2013
I'm single,
I'm pale.
I'm cold,
and I'm ready.
Summer, Summer,
you make everything more... "yummier"
*** is hotter in summer.
your full of vacations,
your full of adventure.
I feel my age in summer.
Right now its winter,
and I can hardly stand,
this thing called snow,
and this horrible thing that blows.
Dear Wind, do what you do best,
and blow yourself;
and leave me and my hair be!
Summer, Summer,
you make my lips more wet,
than a boy with a *****.
Summer, Summer,
I cant wait for your fruit,
I cant wait for your tan,
I want to swim,
and dry out on the grass.
Summer, Summer,
come quicker.
me oh my, sorry for all the ****** innuendoes.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
When the sleep settles in,
the bed calls and the light goes dim.
When you look back and say,
"All went well today."
Thats the moment I love most.
When stress seems small,
and the world is all but,
   crumbling.
Claire Ellen Dec 2015
Through my curled toppled mess,
my heart has been blessed.
My clarity is restored,
and my life in order.
In the city, the life can get busy,
but in the hideaways of the mountains,
the air is clear
much like my eyes on this sunny day.
Claire Ellen Aug 2014
I miss who I was sometimes.
I miss my nose ring,
my faith,
my continuous laughter,
my flaws being qualities,
my love for other people,
my freedom.
sometimes I miss who I was,
I miss writing,
I miss reading,
I miss.
Claire Ellen Jan 2017
There is something so primal about our naked skin,
touching, rubbing, skimming, soaking, together.
You are wonderful to behold and intimate to the touch.
Our bodies awaken, in an unspoken deep way,
and soon become one.
Never will I stop believing that you will fight for me,
and never will I stop believing you'll make it to me.
You're my Tarzan, your my hunter and you're 100% all man.
As if I were Jane:
You long for adventure,
as I do.
Instead of adventure "out there" we
    explore each others bodies as wildernesses of their own;
    follow instinct to each others hearts,
    and chase at the outdoors with our souls touching-
yet searching for more in each other.
I will always be brave and driven;
    No damsel in distress.
But a damsel wanting to be seen and sought...
Fight for me?
While I fight right next to you, for you.
You are mind and earths to hunt.
Chasing, hunting, fighting, for, with and toward one another,
is the feeling that lets me know you're meant for me.
Claire Ellen Jan 2017
My memory is coming back
the muscles are weary but still strong and memorized.
Nothing has changed really...
Accept, everything.
I love with happiness and trust.
I want  with longing and fulfillment.
I see with clarity and depth.
Writing poetry from my inner-self
     with no fear of what may come out,
those are the weary but strong muscles,
and you are the loved wanted and seen thing,
myself won't stop thing about.
Claire Ellen Oct 2016
I was running,
I wated the wings of the wind to come on me.
But, not to lift me,
  Instead give the push I needed to break.
Not to break in or to break out,
just to break into my inner emotional being
And... I did. And I was there.
So were my disconnected thoughts
   and inner hidden beings.
When I looked at "them" it was different.
They were all happy.
Not deep and buried.
Slowly, it got easier and easier to break to them.
They, the inner beings, rose
to my skins surface.
They they broke. Broke every pore,
   and seaped and oued, to ever sad part of my life.
Claire Ellen Jan 2013
this stuff I pour,
Out of me, into you
Your hand here
It twists the knife
My heart now gone
What is left??
Just this old body
Nothing is but
Brokenness from this
Hopeful self you've left.
Claire Ellen Dec 2015
As my hair blows back and forth,
the wind tossing my mind to and fro
my thoughts turn up.
They turn grateful and happy.
A clean start, they repeat.
A happy future, they remind.
Time and time again I think of you.
All you have done, and all that is affected in my life.
I want to know you deeper
I want to feel you closer.
I want and I need the warm from your heart.
Please stay and don't go.
Because who are you?
but boy of my dreams
Man of my future.
Claire Ellen Jun 2013
What have these fairy tales made us afraid of?
Step moms and snakes?
there is more to life that living in fear,
And there is more to fear than being afraid.
Fear is a feeling of many natures and forms,
Including step moms and snakes.
Fear isnt only brought on by dark,
fear is in love too,
and fear is in hate.
Fear is in a butterflies first flight,
and fear is in our tummys,
when something is not right.
The Sound of Music showed us more than the sights of Austria,
It showed us how to sing,
Some times the fear is in what we already know.
Fear can control if you let it,
and after you see it,
its hard to forget,
But you can replace your with something bigger.
Bigger than the night time,
I am the stars.
I'm not in heaven, but when i'm
with you i'm
close.
You are faster than the night,
and sneakier than the clock ticking past noon.
On a Saturday, you are the Sunday afternoon.
The fear is less now.
You are ahead of my own thought,.
You know my bed,
You know i have zebra sheets,
and a red stain in the corner.
You know my body,
dimples and scars.
You know all the perfections, and defections.
The fear is less and less now.
Our kisses enable me to hear,
clocks ticking around the world.
you taste like...
words are to meager to describe.
There goes the fear,
There it goes,
out the window,
and into the hearts of those,
Step moms and Snakes.
I'm not dissing on Step moms in the poem, its just... the way I wrote it. Please don't be offended! and enjoy!
Claire Ellen Jul 2013
These Knights of shame
fell off their horses
at the beginning of war.
These nights of shame
at the point where her body is exposed.
These Knights of shame
whom rode through battle in fear of death,
instead of conquring death itself.
These nights of shame
when the drinks became to much.
These words are how I life my head,
in moments of the worlds shame.
This is my personal worship
when it's the Father and I.
These moutains are made of mere large grains
These bits of love are made form small acts.
These Knights of shame
are the guys I have fallen for before
these nights of shame
are something of my past.
I believe in a lot of things that might wind up
false.
But I can say that I have
Hope.
If you dont stand for anything
You are bound to fall for anything.
Claire Ellen Apr 2014
With buckled knees,
and sweaty palms;
This girl have never been here before,
short dress and scandalous ******,
this girl knows and doesn't know,
what to expect.
With heels so high and bangles up and down,
she knows she rocks the show.
The guys all stare and she knows
tomorrow wont matter.
But boys, please don't ruin her.
Please let her be.
Tell her she is pretty,
and give her a night she wasn't expecting.
With jeans and a tee shirt
this boy is ready to go.
Showy shoes and styled hair,
he knows how he looks.
with big hands and moving feet,
he is ready for another wasted night
with a new wasted girl.
But girls, please don't ruin him.
he is fresh and creative,
show him that you can be smart and ****,
give him a night that will
keep him wrapped around your finger
for all nights after.
All it takes is a different kind,
to open the eyes of humanity blind.
Claire Ellen Jan 2017
You chose me
You saw and pursued me.
you wanted and held on and got me.
You didn't catch my eye with nice cars,
   nor showing off your muscles.
You didn't force me or pressure me.
You simply gained my trust.
You swooped down and showed me my truest self.
You accepted and stood for me.
    Although, you didn't fight MY battles,
    But gave me strength and courage.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
Last night was a wild night.
I went our with a friend.
I didn't hav to worry about texting,
   or fighting,
       or doing anything wrong.
There was no pressure,
    just myself.
And, I missed it. I missed being me...
All I do is worry,
  about other peoples perceptions
  about making you happy
  about not making any mistakes,
  about being in a relationship.
Last night I realized two things:
   I'm so half-half in all things of life.
   I also miss being kissed passionately.
Kissing with grabbing and hands
and lower back, hand on skin.
and tops off and hands working buttons,
and mouths searching, with fingers fliting.
real passionate kisses.
Moving down necks, moving up legs.
And today I realized:
   I don't want that with them,
   I want it with you.
Whoever you might be.
Overall, last night was truly
   an affair to remember.
Claire Ellen Aug 2013
The vines grow inside my body,
up from the ground, into my thighs,
down from the sky into my eyes.
It overcomes into my mind
warping and wraping until I find
my heart turned violent
inside of my chest.
The only thing untouched in this mess.
The vine it spreads
it goes and it heads
curving down going around,
my lungs look like overgrown gates.
Closed for the winder, and closed from hate.
The vine it reaches,
for my inmost being ceases
the part of my know one cares
the part of me I dare not share.
Calm, Cool, Collected me.
The people who watch
they think i am a statue.
Letting this vine,
make crime,
in my life. I guess they're right,
I dont want to nor do I fight.
The vine sprouts
up from the ground,
my warped mind, can't seem to decide,
Does the vine belong?
or should I bring it down.
Claire Ellen Mar 2014
Any other guy,
would not put up with me.
Any other guy,
would not have protected me
        from themselves.
Any other guy,
would have took me and thrown me away.
Any other guy baby.... any other...
but you are not any other
you play guitar,
You are very way to tough
you have the confidence of a
well known MMA fighter.
how come we ever fight?
how come we ever think of breaking up?
how could we?
this relationship is you and me,
and everyone and their opions can just...
leave!
Claire Ellen May 2015
Caught up, fired up and ready to argue,
I remember in the motion of photographs,
our laughter, our kisses.
Enwrapped by your mouth,
showing mine the way. How can bad come
from my mouth as well?
How horrible to let you see that side of me.
The side no stranger or even friends see.
The side thats mean and nasty.
Let my mouth do building instead.
Le my mouth help you get lost in mine.
Let my mouth be of love and genuine support.
I'm sorry for the things that may exit.
That side of me, will hopefully
no longer be, by tomorrow.
My love will ever grow for you.
My heart will only yern for yours.
Matches made, lives entangled, established 2013.
Here we go, about to pass the two year mile.
Claire Ellen May 2015
This feeling that seemed dead,
it rose and it rose, overfilling the rim,
over pouring through veins and hearts,
over powering minds and leaving the darkness.
Headed towards all that is light.
Oh won't you see? I want to be free.
Free as a bird, no fear of fashion.
Living like decisions are already made.
A path, a purpose, a future.
Soon, I will be old and tired,
pouring over these pages, thinking
Oh why couldn't you see?
Some one will love you, so just be.
So just be.
Claire Ellen Jan 2013
I dont want last time,
To be the last time.
Each time i spend with you,
******* comes to mind.
More and more time,
I cant seem to stop.
Its like an old book shop,
Every time is like the first time.
Smells and feels,
Leaves me falling over my heels.
Hearts heal, time heals hearts,
You can take mine just don't tear it apart.
Claire Ellen Feb 2013
I have seen death,
and fear.
I have seen new life,
and joy.
I have seen the results,
and abortion.
I have looked death in the face,
and my God was stronger.
I have seen an old life become new,
and a new life ruined.
I have seen marriage,
and divorce.
I have seen runaways,
and old friends.
I have seen many things,
Right and some wrong.
But they shaped who I am,
and today, I will see more.
In remembrance of Harrison Brown, and Antonio Franco
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
The air is gone
The motivation is gone
The courage is gone
The want is gone
The happiness is gone
I've been stripped of everything valuble
even the tears are gone.
And I can't go on..
I'm not good enough
  Smart enough
  Or wanted enough.
I can't create or learn.
I have no beauty or power.
I have no skills.
My body is just a body that no longer has air.
I can't hold a steady happy relationship
I dont do well in school,
I have no artist in me trying to paint her way out.
I'm alone in a world I built,
and the world I'm building, it doesn't even fit.
Take my items, take my love, take my all,
but you'll wind up with nothing.
Because I don't have anything.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
I am light.
I am bright.
My purpose is to be happy.
I am more than a conqueror.
I have more than beauty in me
My destiny is life after death.
I have dreams that will play out
I have fears that will fade out.
My love is spread to others around me
I am encouraged by others.
I am loved by many
I am already the greatest news.
My hope is in a secure belief.
I hold a future and a straight path.
I hold a more admirable trait than all.
I won't be proud in my own doings.
I won't distribute fake love.
My teachings come from holy words.
I will not fall, for He is in me.  
I will create options when others fail.
I will not be brought down by a down world.
I will not step aside for darkness.
My worth is more than words.
My wisdom grows each day.
I am in the making.
Claire Ellen Jun 2016
Be careful who you tell empty promises too.
I'm afraid I've heard one to many from you
and from him and from him before that.
These lost words of living up to your word
decay
day by day.
Hit me up if you'd like, but don't tell me you will
when you know you won't.
I'd love to love you, I'd love to hold your hand.
Thats a promise I'd love to keep,
   if you'd ever let me.
I just wanted a friend. I just wanted to spend some time with you.
So, Mr. Starbux-Colorado-Patagonia man,
I'd love to live up to my promises
if you'd ever live up to yours.
Claire Ellen Jun 2016
I will wait patiently.
No mistakes this time.
All of our surroundings want us together,
and my heart leaps towards you, always.
"Jealous of your won hands intertwined"
What a lovely hard thought.
My joy never ceases around you, but only grows.
Thats what I want,
   Your unconditional, faithful, love.
You and I together, it just seems right.
I won't stop chasing you, I won't stop seeking.
My love down grow weary,
I will find my way to you, once again,
more permanent this time.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
You're everywhere I go
You're in every thought I think
every action I complete.
Everything in my immediate surrounding world speaks your name.
Hello in the morning, goodbye at night
though I'm to hurt by my own self
to dare express how I feel of you.
No words can tell the ways I regret
No drawing can reach the depth of your eyes-
   in that very moment in which I knew:
      I knew I'd lost you for good.
Now look at me; I'm practically crawling on my knees,
Wanting to chase, when I knew you've had it.
Yes I know you're done with me now.
If you don't want me back
then please,
leave my thoughts alone.
Claire Ellen Mar 2016
I just want to know
Do you still want to marry me?
Do you still want me to move with you?
Do you want me to change my last name?
Because, I will.
Do you want me in a deep way?
Do you want me how I want you?
When you see me smile
Does it make you smile and break your heart?
I want to know,
How come I made past decisions?
How come you didn't chase me?
Did you? Why didn't I see it?
Do you still want to chase me?
Are you?
Trevor, please, I just want to know...
        Marry me?
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