Cece - Hello Poetry

Cece May 2012

I'm not the girl that needs to be
taken care of, or treated like
a ******* porcelain doll.
I'm bruised and tattered, and
so are you. It's no secret.
Why should we pretend?

Someone needs to be real with me
and not say what I want to hear.
Tell me the hard ****, and show me
the world of how you really think
inside that ****** up head of yours.

I hate cliche, so don't be like that.
Don't butter me up with compliments.
They make me uncomfortable. And
that way, I won't feel so **** lost when they stop
flowing out of your mouth because you're bored of courting.

Let me be your friend first, I don't want to be
put on a pedestal, like I'm some piece of art to admire.
There is no need for the attention, it's degrading, in fact.

Tease me, and make me laugh. Don't be so
**** serious. I hate it. This isn't a drill camp.
Don't be afraid to play rough with me, I'm
a big girl. I can handle myself. So just... don't
think about it. Okay? Lets just go run around
and have some fun. I don't need you to be
serious.

Don't get me wrong though, sometimes
it would be nice if you held my hand. Or
let me play with your hair, and
scratch your back.
                                                                                                                                                                                But hey.
                                                                                                                              I don't require your full commitment.
                                                                                                                                                In fact, I don't even want it.
                                                                                                                                                            Lets go **** **** up.

Cece Apr 2012

The Synonym of August

I can't say
           goodbye.
Seconds,
minutes,
hours,
days,
months, and
years
of friendship
stretch far beyond what the eye
can see.

What was once slowly creeping upon us
is now sprinting full force. That distant future
isn't so far away, anymore.
The sand seems to fall faster with each passing
moment.

Deep down, though, I know the blanket of sadness
will suffocate me. Yet it is something I truly cannot
fathom. You've always been there. Proximity is
everything.

    Whether it be the physicality aspect of it,
    or the warp of emotional back story.

We've always been such a tightly
knitted family. In a few short months though,
it is going to unravel. No matter how hard
we try to stop it. Even if sewn together again,
it will never be the same as the original stitching.

In a few short months
I won't be able to say
   hello
anymore.

                              Goodbye, is the phrase of August.

Cece Apr 2012

Foggy Memories

The warmth of our bodies
breathing against each other
is strangely comforting.
         Nice to meet you, too.
I feel your hot breath on my ear
sharing secrets we shouldn't be sharing.
         We don't know each other.
Making empty promises to give
us hope for another day, probably
isn't the best decision.
But I don't give a ****.
         A kiss on the cheek never hurt anyone.
Tomorrow it will soon fade away
and be forgotten as the night that
we didn't have to think.
         We'll probably never speak again.

Cece Apr 2012

Im Floating Away From Here

These days I find myself
as hollow as a dead tree.

Little emotion concurs with
my surroundings.

Weights latch onto my eyelids,
and refuse to subside.

Rarely do I feel a smile
creep upon my lips
anymore.

Talking has become a chore
that I am beginning to ignore.

The bounce in my step
is slowly fading
as the days pass.

Strings of conversation are now
foreign to my uncaring ears.
        My distance is noticeably
        increasing, and escaping
        its former mask.

Cece Apr 2012

Religon

You sit  here and talk down to me
like I am incompetent.
Not even looking into my eyes
is going to make this  rough.
I  am not here for you to tease.

Don't tell me I don't make the cut
of being at your level.
Maybe I'll be polite, if you're full of luck.
Just because I don't believe in the devil
makes you think that you know more
and are more valuable.
Sanity is the only cure
for your close minded wall.

Don't mind me
I have a mind of my own.
I'm free.
Religion was an idea long overthrown.

Fairly soon, happiness is all you will see
which everything you could never be.

Cece Apr 2012

Shhhhh.

Secrets have never really been
something I keep.
Though others are locked
close to my heart, never
are they my own.

I never used to understand
why certain individuals
found joy
in secrecy

Sharing every
thought
that runs through my
head
Was fun

Empowerment
Exhilaration
and everything good
fills up my bones.

Finally
I have
this.

A secret only for me.

Cece Apr 2012

Friendship is a Two Way Street

I wish
You realized how inconsiderate
your everyday actions
affect the people you supposedly care about.

I wish
you payed attention, and realized I still care.
Because deep down
we both know you are hurting me.

I wish
you ******* cared because
I know how tempting it is.
I could be turning around and
do the exact same thing
that you are doing to me.
And trust me,
I want to. badly.

But the difference between you and I
is that I know it would **** you.
And I actually care,
even if you don't give a flying ****
about me.

I wish you were the friend I wanted you to be.