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Cece Oct 2013
It *****
when the man you're in love with
is obsessed
with a *******
computer game.

It *****
that I just wanted to see him right now
but he'd rather play his game instead.

It *****
because I'm so ******* ******
and continue to act mad
even when I have already
let it go,
to try and prove a point.

You're almost ******* TWENTY YEARS OLD.                                                

It *****
that I care so much

but it ***** even more
than he won't stop.


But
if this is the worst thing
our relationship will have to endure
I think we're doing okay.




*CVT
Cece Oct 2013
My eyes feel dry and heavier than usual;
coffee didn't do too much for me today.

I haven't seen my roommate in a few hours,
so I'm sitting in the dark waiting for sleep to come.

The mini fridge below my lofted bed
sounds like an alien spaceship.
It's strangely soothing, though.

I left the **** window open
and now I'm freezing my *** off,
but the crisp air has a nice smell.

Someone on the third floor is running around
and laughing like an obnoxious twelve year old girl,
which makes me wonder -
when was the last time I laughed that hard?

The mini fridge stopped running,
and my roommate has returned.

Monday is almost over.






*CVT
Cece Oct 2013
Constantly wanting to crawl out of my skin
because it is too much to bear;
a persistent reminder
of how I am continuing to fail
each day.

I wake up and stretch,
wishing I could stay like that.
I stand tall and pretend
that I don't care.

I was able to do it once
and I can do it again.

Mind over matter
is all I need to remember
and everything
will be okay.
Cece Oct 2013
I was supposed to be
the one who had
her **** together.

I was confident
that between us
I would be the one
who would have it easy this year

and it turns out
everyone is doing
     much
            better
than I.

Maybe I can fix the path
that I've been going through

I don't want to be the person
I thought that they would become.

Please
let me succeed.




                                                                                                            CT
Cece May 2013
Maybe it's true
that things will never
be the same.

I get sad
thinking about
everything
and how I can't
experience it
ever again.

But I've been thinking
that maybe
I should be happy
that I lived through that
at all.

I am grateful
for the memories
we created
and I wish
that there could be
more to come

but I understand
why I will never
be accepted again,

and now I'm okay with that.
Cece May 2013
My excitement
and antsy feet
came to a halt today;
I looked around the halls
that I will soon
no longer rush through.

My annoyance
and jaded mindset
quickly transformed;
a month from now
I will no longer be a part
of the building that flourished
some of my most cherished friendships.

I won't be able
to scoff at the freshmen
shuffling monotonously in front of me
while on my way to class
or be able to be grossed out
by the weird band kids making out
WHILE they are walking (I really don't get that).


It's almost over
and
it doesn't
seem
real.
Cece Apr 2013
She told me
you ignored her

She told me
you didn't care.

So she found someone
who gave her the attention
she wanted
and when she wanted it.

I told her
things would get better

Instead
she broke your heart
and you came to me.

And that
broke something inside her
beyond all repair.

My efforts
no longer held meaning.
I am now the enemy.

Its us against the world
that she somehow controls.

For me, you are more than enough.

But now that she has
'moved on'
I'm afraid
you'll want her back.

That I will be left falling
for someone
that is catching someone else.

And I will lose everything.



CT
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