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Clare Coffey Aug 2016
I'm never going to be prom queen
I know that now

That's for the pretty girls
The popular girls
The ones with the golden hair
and the blue eyes

The ones the boys look at
When they laugh
When they sway across
the playground

The girls in the cute clothes
With the cute smiles
That flick their hair
With nonchalant grace

The ones with curves
In the right places
The ones that
don't have to try

They are never alone at break
They don't sit at home
reading books
Or writing poems

They don't cry themselves
to sleep at night
Because some boy
Did not see them today

They don't feel the hurt
Of loving in vain
Of living a lie
Of hating what they see in the mirror

They don't wake each day
Wanting to die
Wanting it to go away
Wanting what will never be

They don't feel that
They get to be prom queen
They shine with ease
Charming the world

I'm never going to be prom queen
But I am going to be me
#hurt #life lessons
Clare Coffey Aug 2016
Lonely days lonelier nights
Staring blankly at the flickering screen
Or simply into a distance
Where nothing but pain awaits

It is not a kind pain
Not the pain of the body that heralds healing
Or reminds me not to do that
Not a brief pain

It is a pain of the soul
A pain so deep and timeless it will never leave me
A pain of the mind
Bringing night terrors and days of torment

How many ways have I tried to fix myself
My broken self my empty heart
My fatal addictions
My distractions from reality

I can't count them all
I could not find a solution
Each failure reinforcing the lie
That next time it will be fine

I surrender to my despair
To my infinite darkness
Waiting in vain for a twin soul
To make a human connection
Clare Coffey Aug 2016
You are so beautiful you break my heart
Your eyes hold the secrets of the universe
Your hair glints with stolen rays of sunshine
Your arms strong and safe are my harbour

Soft and gentle your breath in the air
Caught there momentarily frozen
Before I draw it deep inside of me
Capturing that essence for my own

You go through your life with grace
Each movement a sweet tuneful note
Some short some long every one in time
A symphony created in life's rhythms

On your face my fingers trace my love
Leaving no mark there to be seen
But I know that each tiny caress
Will write my thoughts on your soul

There is no beginning there is no end
How can there be we are timeless
Taken out of the maelstrom of the world
To dwell forever in each other's hearts
For my children each one loved
Clare Coffey Aug 2016
Some where my soul was waiting
To become a little girl
In the arms of my angel
I have entered the world

When I have felt joy and pain
Known life at its worst and best
In the arms of my angel
I will take my night's rest

When I have learned wisdom
And have nothing left to prove
In the arms of my angel
I will find laughter and love

When I have seen times of trouble
And yearn for a sweet release
In the arms of my angel
I will seek my heart's peace

When my days here are over
And it's time to say goodbye
In the arms of my angel
I will lay me down to die

Now all earthly toils are done
My sins have been forgiven
On the wings of my angel
My soul will fly to heaven
For the man I love who calls me his Angel
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