Kelsie Cameron

Kelsie Cameron Aug 2013

As God created me,
He created a mess.
A mess that slowly transformed to someone worthy.
Worthy of the love he offers.
More and more aware of the life that was bestowed upon me.
As I accept what is truth I become anew,
I become who I was supposed to be.
I become a happy, gracious, and wise person who sees what is truth and how this world is going to end and what happens to eternity.
There is a heaven.
There is a hell.
And no longer will I be blind,
But I will help others to see the light.

Kelsie Cameron Jul 2013

#1

Love is a horrible thing.
You might have the best of intentions,
You might want what is for the best.
But in the end the more that you try to avoid the pain
The more you inflict...

The worst type of person is the one who is afraid to say what he wants
And I am that person

Kelsie Cameron Jul 2013

#1

Love is a horrible thing.
You might have the best of intentions,
You might want what is for the best.
But in the end the more that you try to avoid the pain
The more you inflict...

The worst type of person is the one who is afraid to say what he wants
And I am that person

Kelsie Cameron Jun 2013

This isn't a poem, but I don't know where else to put this so I can read it someday

I just packed up by band uniform and brought it downstairs. My mom asked if I had to turn in my band uniform tomorrow and I immediately started bawling my eyes out as if someone just died. I’m going to miss this band so much that it hurts. I still can’t believe I will never wear that uniform ever again. I have so many great memories, friendships, and mentorships that could never be replaced because of the Salem High School Marching Band & Colorguard. I just hope that all of you who are a part of band realize how much my time with you has meant to me. Band truly is life, and I am going to miss it like crazy. Saying goodbye to this vital part of my life is going to be anything but easy, but unfortunately I have no choice, and I guess it is time. I hope to visit next year and during the summer. God bless </3 <3

Kelsie Cameron May 2013

Mystery

It is interesting to begin to have feelings for someone.
At first you are unaware of the significance.
At first it is just an airy sensation,
Where it goes and how it ends plays upon circumstance.
The beginning is just a mystery!
Will you get over it in a week?
Is it love?
Or is it playful flirtation?
Anything could stem from that one moment when you realize that something inside you has changed and you know that you will never look at that person the same way ever again.

Kelsie Cameron Jan 2013

Be

I lie awake in my bed at night,
Not to think, but to
Be.
My mind emerges from its protective shell and silently makes its way down a pathway that leads to nowhere.
No real thoughts are happening, just tiny irrelevant notions of time and space.
Blink, breathe, sense my heart beat, tilt my head slightly to the left on my pillow,
Be
It's extraordinary how the worst day of your life can either be prolonged or subsided just by lying on a mattress. Is it anything more than that?
For now I will not tell you because I have somewhere to
Be

Kelsie Cameron Dec 2011

Scars

Scars fade.
All kinds.
But some remain,
and as they fade I find it hard to let them leave.
I can see the blood fall off my arms like it was yesterday.
Tiny droplets of myself fall one by one into the drain.
I remember the feeling.
And I remember the hatred for myself.
And I remember the everyday struggle.
But something is hard to let go.
It will forever be a part of me,
but how large of a part?
That is the new struggle.
One more scar to try to get rid of.