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3.0k · Jun 2014
The aftermath of the storm:
Evie Young Jun 2014
Salt is the remainder of the waterfalls
which flowed down her cheek not long ago.
Canyons now line her arm, and rivers have formed at the bottom of some,
made of not water, but blood;
Like some distant nod towards a religion
which she has no faith in.
She feels the gentle breeze of her breath on her chest,
like an eerie wind blowing through a ghost town.
Her mind - the town center - is quiet and deserted now.
The once overpowering voices have retreated to their houses;
Whispering plans of their next storm.
The creation of the canyons; the formation of the rivers; the brief appearance of the waterfalls are all destruction in disguise.

And one day the aftermath will be too great to undo.

~E.Y.
Inspiration of style from Map Woman by Carol Ann Duffy
1.4k · Nov 2013
Smile for your enemies :)
Evie Young Nov 2013
the best feeling
if not a sinister one
is when you see an enemy
and you show them they cant hurt you:
you smile.

this simple movement of muscles
can rip into them deeper than any words.
they want you to hurt
and you appear to be doing fine.

ultimate revenge
the act of smiling is not only defiant
to show them they dont control you
but they cant do anything about it,
which is another advantage.

i dont know about you,
and this may seem evil,
but i smile when i know
that you are hurting

because all the times that i was hurting
you stood by and smiled too.
i guess thats the "circle of life, mate"
to put you in a quote.
now its my turn.

so i will smile,
when you tweet about me
because i really dont care! whereas you
seem to be caught up over me

and that alone is good revenge
but showing that i have no sadness
is even better
so heres to you :)

~E.Y.
parts are for different people. they know who they are, but will never read this.
1.2k · Apr 2014
Everything you do
Evie Young Apr 2014
When you told me you would do anything for me
at first I didn't believe you, but then you showed me

When you spent 2 hours on the phone to me
whispering sweet words to stop me crying

When you filed down every sharp object in my room
so I wouldn't be able to hurt myself

When you coaxed me into doing homework
and told me how proud you were when I was done

When you sat through Frozen with me
because you knew its my new favorite

When you ******* a little kiss from across the room
so that only I can see you love me

When this list could go on forever
because you do so much for me

When you tell me you love me
Please, please know this: I love you too

lots and lots and lots ;)
To Liam, Thank you so much for everything you do for me <3
861 · Dec 2013
you tweet lies.
Evie Young Dec 2013
you said you were "never good enough for anyone"
which really annoyed me actually
because you haven't seemed to notice
how very perfect you are to me.

You are like a loaded gun
triggering butterflies in my stomach
the second you shoot your smile into the room
sending my heart into havoc.

when you look at me its worse.
your eyes puzzle me, sometimes grey, then blue
speaking things that are maybe just me fantasizing
but they look tender and caring, just like you

when you hug me is the real problem
I feel so safe and content and warm
even though my heart is racing and
the butterflies are becoming a swarm

don't ever say you "aren't good enough"
maybe you should open those beautiful eyes
and please just simply realize
you are more than good enough for me.

~E.Y.
783 · Apr 2014
Words Unspoken
Evie Young Apr 2014
I have written dozens of letters to family members
Yet none of them have received a word.

I write down my deepest and darkest feelings
But the intended never reads a word.

I don't have the courage
To see my mum read

I don't have the strength
To see pain in her eyes

I don't have it in me
To see her cry as she realises

The hundreds of letters I've written
Proclaiming my true thoughts and feelings
Have never yet reached her eyes.

~E.Y.
716 · Oct 2013
Hello
Evie Young Oct 2013
Hello. Guten Tag. Bonjour.
Its funny how just one word
can reveal someone who will know you to the core
Its funny how if you hadn't heard

You never would have noticed their flare.
You wouldn't have had the chance to flirt
You wouldn't have felt them care
You never would have hurt

But then again,
what would you be
without their love; their pain;
their memory

I can tell you now
I wouldn't be the same
because he taught me how
to love without shame.

~E.Y
To John.
Evie Young Dec 2013
You. Impossible. Incredible. Inconceivable.
You make my head spin just thinking of you.
How is it possible you do everything with such beauty?
such grace, maturity, hinting at perfection.
How is it that every word you say seems to make me
want more. i hang off your every word.
your perfects words. your magical words. your true words.
i can only wish i still had the chance to marvel at you.
to peer behind the walls. to see the strings of thoughts
slowly unravel to reveal someone impossible.
but that is impossible; and there is the irony.
690 · Mar 2014
All I can offer is me
Evie Young Mar 2014
I wish that with these words I could craft
a warm nest to nuzzle in
or a pair of cupped hands
or an alcove of bubble wrap

I wish that with these words I could
protect you from the harsh ones
or not let you see the stares
or shield your worrying mind from its own thoughts

But I can't.

no matter what words I write
they cannot create a shelter

no matter how hard I hug you
you are still exposed to the world

no matter how many "Its okay"'s I whisper
you still shake your head in disbelief

I'm sorry my words aren't enough
I cant craft them into an alcove of safety
or hide you from the judgmental world
or comfort you until you're truly okay.

But what I can offer is this:
a shoulder to cry on
lips to give advice from
arms to receive a hug from

and a friend whose heart and soul loves you.
For Sophia
Evie Young Dec 2013
There. I'm sorry, but I said it.
I thought I could cope with being "just a friend"
but I've fallen for you into a bottomless pit.
The bridges of my feelings were quick to mend

They came like a huge wave rushing
I didn't want them to come
those butterflies and blushing;
and my heart feeling like a drum

but when you were sitting there laughing at the tv
it was pretty irresistible. The way you looked at me.

I tried to search within your eyes
to see if it was all in my head
and to my surprise...
I don't think your feelings are dead

What the hell is going on?
I'm supposed to be over you
my head is saying its wrong.
but my heart just flew.

~E.Y.
613 · Jan 2014
The Little Things
Evie Young Jan 2014
I once told you, long ago
that if you wanted a way into my heart
there is a way you should know:
the little things are where to start

so you began, by putting me in the hot seat
asking me everything
looking through my every tweet
trying to find every "little thing"

then you started with a simple hug around the waist
if only i knew then this was just the beginning
from then on my butterflies raced
every time i looked at you i found myself grinning

you continued on with all the things i love
we made pancakes, went on walks, studied the stars
and all i could do was thank someone from above
because all of a sudden my little things became ours

~E.Y.
607 · Jan 2014
Words back to you
Evie Young Jan 2014
"To feel your heart beat in time with mine
Now makes me understand how to define
I love you"*

Those were the words you wrote one time
My butterflies flew to send chills up my spine
I loved them

You should know I feel the same
My heart has ignited into a little flame
I love it

Every time I breathe your scent
My heart finds that it is truly content
I love this

My words aren't nearly as beautiful as yours
But hopefully you will see the metaphors:
I Love You

~E.Y
594 · Oct 2013
Red
Evie Young Oct 2013
Red
Yesterday I dyed my hair red
ketchup in the light, plum in the shade
when we washed it out, it looked as though i'd bled
a split decision, hastily made

it was a thoughtful metaphor deep inside:
"out with the old in with the new"
everything is different now - even my formerly shy stride
but most importantly i'm trying to forget about you

i'm almost rid of you, don't you agree?
when you spoke in that angry tone
i made up my mind definitely
i hate you to the bottom of my heart, the core, the bone

i am my own person
i've found quite recently.
since then things have done anything but worsen
i'm getting on without you pretty decently

you think you are in control
not anymore my "friend"
since i dyed my hair, ive felt so much more whole
and our friendship has reached it's long awaited end

~E.Y
580 · Nov 2013
All of a sudden
Evie Young Nov 2013
i reckon the best type of love is
the one that happens
with a simple hello out of the blue
innocent, insignificant, incredible

all of a sudden
youre talking all day
every day
telling each other everything

and you slowly realize
your walls are starting to come down
you start to trust again
something you didnt think was possible

it never occurred to you that
you would start to fall
because last time it happened
you hit the ground

youve already fallen for them
though you just didnt realize it
because you were still gluing yourself
back together

it seems they stole your heart
and they fixed it
they glued it together with words
and they arent planning on giving it back

keep it safe

~E.Y.
more of a string of thoughts than a poem but hey... reading the first lines of each stanza is fun though :P
567 · Feb 2014
Hidden
Evie Young Feb 2014
I know
Under those bright eyes
Run rivers of mascara
Wiped out of view

I know
Behind that smile
Your muscles ache from being
Forced into the same shape

I know
After every "I'm fine"
your cry: I'm not is
Brushed off your shoulder

I know
Within every silent tear
There's a scream
not not letting itself pass your lips

I know
How hard is it
To keep those
Hidden feelings

I know
How hard it is
To tell someone
To ask for help

I know
One day, some day
I will look back on this
And I will not hide them anymore

~E.Y.
559 · Nov 2013
Do you remember?
Evie Young Nov 2013
we had plans to watch Moulin Rouge for months
to curl up on the sofa with sweet and salted popcorn
to listen to the songs which you thought summed up
everything we felt.

we had plans to have word wars together
all in the name of NaNoWriMo of course
to write and write until we both got fed up of
everything we'd created

we had plans to go wherever our hearts longed to be
i wanted to go back to my home, and you said you'd follow
not only for your career but so together we could grow up
everything we dreamed of

but now im sitting on the couch munching away on my own
wondering how many words you've done while im writing by myself
ive cancelled my plans to travel, i dont want to go alone
nothing seems right without you.

~E.Y.
554 · Nov 2013
Regrets
Evie Young Nov 2013
I regret not kissing you that night on the train
Now my heart is filled with pain
I regret calling you those names
but at least now i am done with your games
I regret not calling after you
now im sticking my heart back together with glue
I regret asking you to leave
but at least now i dont have to grieve
I regret losing you as a friend
I guess im alone 'till the bitter end

I regret the things i didnt do
but i will never regret meeting you.

~E.Y.
Evie Young Feb 2014
The lights are low;
my bed is warm;
my mind is slow
but my eyes aren't drawn.

Why can I never sleep?
It seems that when the moon is bright
that's the time I get thoughts so deep.
Sleep is my enemy, and I'm losing the fight.

I don't understand how my mind is racing
under the covers in my dark room,
I have so much energy I could even start pacing!
Just praying and hoping I can get to sleep soon.

Maybe it's stress
I just need to unwind
I wish I could think less
but try telling that to my mind.

Writing helps though,
to let out all my worry.
It's a way of letting go
though sleep doesn't arrive in a hurry.

I've killed 30 minutes
but sleep is still being evasive
I've almost reached my limits,
at least I've wasted time being creative.

Lights are low;
my bed is warm
maybe consciousness will soon go -
I want to sleep before dawn.

~E.Y.
509 · Nov 2013
My Imagination?
Evie Young Nov 2013
maybe its just me
but do i see
a little sparkle in your eye
that makes my heart fly

when you catch my eye
do you wonder why
you get butterflies
because i feel them

when our hands accidentally brush
do you feel a rush
because you hold onto me
that little bit longer than you should be

maybe im just hoping
because im not really coping
i miss you
i love you

and i just want you to say it back again.

~E.Y.
500 · Oct 2013
Good-Bye
Evie Young Oct 2013
As I pack my things
It's time to say good-bye
I wish I was a bird with wings
So I could be free and fly

Fly away, back to my friends
where I would be sure
That our lives together would never end
My personal savior

Our final minutes together
only seconds more remain
but they'll have to last forever
because we might never meet again

I've packed my things, the time has come
One more hug before i go?
Suddenly we're done.
I walk away, very slow

I had to go away
Tears filled my eyes
It was the most upsetting day
But I'll never forget those final good-byes

~E.Y
475 · Dec 2013
I dare you.
Evie Young Dec 2013
Watch me walk away.
I dare you.
Watch me disappear from your view.
I dare you.
Watch me fade into a memory.
I. Dare. You.

In this case, I think you will be surprised.
I dont think that you can.
I dont think that you could even if you wanted to.

In my mind, the reason you have stayed
in your dramatic way
is because you cant face being without me
our feud feeds you new "friends".

without the attention from me and this fight
you would have no one. Im sorry, but its true.
even your "brother" seems to agree.

So now I am DARING YOU:
Watch me.
Leave me.
Forget me.

Oh and one more thing,
you dont control me anymore
so I will choose my own friends.

~E.Y.
not very poetic but i had to get these feelings out. For a specific person. :)
471 · Jan 2014
Someone New
Evie Young Jan 2014
although hes not you,
my heart had some cracks
so i found someone new.

he remembers the little things,
like you used to.
he texted me instead of enjoying a party
he is my heart's glue

he whispers i love you
when he knows i wont say it back
but i want to...

he makes me smile
like you used to.
hes making me forget,
my heart is no longer blue

i hope you find someone too
is all i can say really,
because i love this someone new

~E.Y
469 · Nov 2013
Meaning behind My Mantra
Evie Young Nov 2013
Paper can be temporary
or permanent.
skin, however,
is only ever the latter

so i cut paper.
firstly, take a sharp pen
dripping with ink
and drag it along the creamy white sheet

slowly at first.
watch the ink mark the paper
leave the tip there for a while
watch the pool of ink gather

then let your anger out
rip into the paper
tear it, scrape it, drag it
write every emotion down

feel your emotions through the pen
not the pain
you don't need scars
to be reminded of your actions

after you're done
take the spoiled sheet
put it somewhere safe
put the pen away

next time, take the sheet and read it.
read the emotions, and remember the feeling
of pen ripping through paper.
put the blade away.

pick up your pen instead
paper can be thrown away
or it can be kept as a reminder
skin however, has not got this choice

"cut paper not skin"

~E.Y.
my technique to not cut. may be triggering, read cautiously.
457 · Nov 2013
To the New You
Evie Young Nov 2013
"er" was the message i was sent
after i had poured my heart out
i didnt even know what "er" meant
it did however, strengthen my doubt

maybe im just worrying too much
or maybe my thoughts are true
we used to talk of our plans together and such
but now i hardly speak to you

somethings changed
youre different now
its like the old you has been rearranged
all i can think is why and how?

how could you go from caring and sweet
to ignoring me hours on end
its like youve pressed delete
you were supposed to be more than a friend

i guess what im trying to get across
is unless the old you plans to come back
please dont let our paths cross
my hearts already been filled with black

~E.Y
438 · Nov 2013
Monsters
Evie Young Nov 2013
its okay when its bright
but they come at night
when there is no more light
to give me a fright

they haunt me.
they wont let me free
they won't let me be
there's no where to flee

they're near
they are loud enough to hear
under my bed or over here
filling me with fear

they are not real
they are something you feel
they are not physical

they are thoughts.

thoughts of the future
thoughts of how you will die
thoughts of thoughts you cannot even think of yet
thoughts that hold the only certainty in life

but they still come with the force of a fleet
just before you sleep
the kind of thoughts which are true and deep
they enter your mind with a silent creep

they wont go away
surrounding you as you lay
they are here to stay
those thoughts of certainty

~E.Y.
424 · Oct 2013
Sometimes
Evie Young Oct 2013
Sometimes
I get sad
Its no ones fault
and its not that bad

Sometimes
I stare at my ceiling
because i don't feel like moving
its like i have no feeling

Sometimes
i just need to stop
they say i worry too much
i feel like the work is on top

Sometimes
i just need some time
to regain my smile
and then i can say "i'm fine"

~E.Y

— The End —