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 Nov 2013 Kimberly Clemens
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You were everything I wanted
And nothing that I need

r  14 Mar 13
Another old one lost but recovered.
 Nov 2013 Kimberly Clemens
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Silence
 Nov 2013 Kimberly Clemens
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Silence
Like a scream
In the dark
Keeps me awake
Wandering the corridors
Of my soul

r  15 Nov 13
Run
I run
It's the only thing I know how to do
I run
Because I hurt too many people to stay
I run
Because there's nothing here for me
I run
Because you're better off without me
I run
Because I can't stand to see the disappointment
I run
Because I know how much shame I bring to you
I run
I just run
I run from everyone
I run from everything
I try to tell myself I'm better off alone
That way I can't hurt anyone
But the more I run
The more I hurt people
I'm just destructive
I ruin things
I ruin things and I run
I just run
Because it's the only thing
I know how to do
people watching in a coffee shop
is one of the simple pleasures in life
the bizarre satisfaction you get
when you sit by the window
solving crossword puzzles
or probably sipping your cup of hot latte
immediately tilting your head up
when someone enters
analyzing, wondering,
as they pass by your table
what kind of person they are?
what coffee do they drink?
what do they do in the coffee shop?
where were they from?
who are they with?
thoughts by thoughts
questions by questions
curiosity kicks in
eventually clouding your mind
as you nibble your chapped lip
finally finding a solution
to the crosswords
also your futile thoughts
without hesitation
you give those people in the shop
every single one of them
a life
based on their coffee
just some random thoughts of mine
What do you do when you just want to cry?
What do you do when every smile becomes a LIE?
What do you do knowing he won’t be there?
You’re turning 13 and your heart turns cold and bare!
When you can’t be happy you can’t laugh anymore!
You can’t pretend he'll walk through that door!
With flowers and balloons and a cute teddy bear,
and a little pink bow to go in your hair,
a smile on his face and a tear in his eye!
Before his big hug out comes a sigh!
“My little girl is growing up so fast!”
That’s what I wish I’d hear him say,
Another gaze into my eyes,
Darling "I LOVE YOU happy 13th birthday!!!!
What do I do when my hands start to shake?
when my heart starts to yearn for that smile on his face?
13 years of life and almost 3 with pain in my heart,
A million left to go and I don’t know where to start!!!!
So I’m lying here tonight my heart crushed and sad,
It’s SWEET 13 this year without my amazing dad!!!
I'm way past reality
Cause that is what holds you back, back from dreaming and childish antics
Back from fairytales and movie romantics
Back from flying to the stars and pretending to heal your past scars, from following your heart and understanding who you really are.
From imaginary thoughts that overcome your obstacles and fears
That allows your best cheers overcome your toughest tears.
That allows you to dance in the sun to warm your cold days
For the music that hits your mind to forget your most stressful days
To ignore all the real lessons and count your internal blessings
To fly..even when gravity attempted to create question.
To let go of false love and forget potential hope
To forget reality forever...to live life...and remember what means most.

*Happiness.
******* reality
 Nov 2013 Kimberly Clemens
Emily
Some people are insecure
About their ****** features
Their nose
Their eyes
Their chin
Their ears
Their mouth
Maybe others are insecure
With their body type
Perhaps they don't like
Their arms
Their legs
Their ****
Their chest
Their stomach
And so on
A few are destined to hate
Their distraught mind
The one that makes them go
Nuts
Their thoughts get them in trouble
With themselves
With their family
With their friends
With their peers
Some folk tend to really
Self critique
Self judge
Self hate
To the point of destruction
I wish some people could realize
That they're beautiful in another person's eyes
And the things that they hate
Are the things we others love
I'm guilty too.

© Peyton 2013
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