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Clarissa Wilcox Jun 2017
I lay down every night hoping and praying.
Hoping the nightmares will go.
Praying that your ok and still alive.
The images flash through my head.
Like the headlights of a passing car.
Showing signs.
Signs of death.
Signs of brokenness.
Is this God's way of telling me something.
Telling me you're next.
That I'll be going to your funeral next.
and looking at your lifeless body.
As I say my final goodbye.
  Mar 2017 Clarissa Wilcox
blue mercury
yesterday i flew away
on the wings of a crying dove
is it enough when times get rough
to look up at the sun
and to stop running from
the breath that’s caught inside of my lungs

one morning, i started turning
blue inside of my chest
these days haven’t been the best
but i’m still here so i guess
i can count myself as blessed
and then go to finally get some rest

and i said ooh baby why don’t you stay,
i’m left a rock stuck in a hard place
but coal can become diamonds anyway
under the highest of pressure
highest of pressure
you make me feel better
can we get away, babe?

when i fell away, i spent that day
looking at all of my flaws
you see them but you’re not gone
i’m in your chest where i belong
it hasn’t been that long,
but i’m never gonna move along

and i said ooh baby why don’t you stay,
i’m left a rock stuck in a hard place
but coal can become diamonds anyway
under the highest of pressure
highest of pressure
you make me feel better
can we get away, babe?

split myself in two
how i see myself and who i am to you
they’re fighting each other
i still don’t understand why you bother
but somehow you do

i make myself afraid
by looking too hard at yesterday
we’re just lovers holding hands
you don’t try too hard understand
but somehow you ease the pain

and you say ooh baby why don’t we stay,
we are just rocks stuck in a hard place
but coal can become diamonds anyway
under the highest of pressure
the highest of pressure
i make you feel better
can we get away babe?
can we get away?
i've been working on this for a bit, i finally finished it!!
check it out on my bandcamp! : https://ohblue.bandcamp.com/track/diamonds
Clarissa Wilcox Mar 2017
It’s not fair
It’s not right
You shouldn’t be gone
We shouldn’t be grieving
You should be here
Playing your French horn
Being the great person you are
I didn’t know you that well
But you were my friend
It’s not right
You were too young
You shouldn’t of been taken
I’m angry
I’m raged
I need to know why
Why you where taken
Why so young
You’re in a better place they say
You’re back home with God
But why
  Mar 2017 Clarissa Wilcox
blue mercury
blinding light's shining
coming from your direction
lighting up my world.

when i first met you,
you had a glow like no one
i had ever seen.

the first thing i saw,
cheeks warmed by hesitation
how would i reach you?

you: a stellar shine.
my heartbeat: a fading drum.
open doors- new love.

i'd cut off my tongue
to taste moon-like shine from yours,
to float / levitate.

everyone's so dull.
you are the best of outer space
shining towards me.

i rotate around you
your vividly bright starlight
your glow in the dark.

when i first met you
i knew that the light you'd shone
would be my first sight.

your light's has begun
my new luminous, pure life.
i see it from here.
Clarissa Wilcox Feb 2017
My heart is heavy
My mind is filled
With thoughts of you
With thoughts of the past
It hurts to know your gone
It hurts to know you didn't care
You didn't care to wear your seat-belt
You didn't care to call a cab
You where taken form us too soon
and now all we have left are the memories
Memories of the good and the bad
Memories of the laughs
Memories of that day
The day you were taken
Taken back home to God
This Poem is about someone who was close to me who pasted away six years ago.  RIP Victoria
Clarissa Wilcox Feb 2017
I feel free
I feel alive*
I feel a change thats coming on
a positive, great change
I once was *lost

Once was playing with fire
that was until I found my way
Found my guardian angel
that walks by my side
she guides me and watches over me
I am grateful
I am thankful
that she is here for me
no ones cared
until I found
*My Guardian angel
Clarissa Wilcox Feb 2017
i am bold
you were cold
you broke my heart
i re-created the mold
you tried breaking that too
but i am no fool
i am **bold
This was created by my best friend Billie Jo edited by me..
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