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Dec 2012 · 534
Time Machine
Kimberly Clemens Dec 2012
Time machines would be great
Because then I could go back
And tell myself the things
That I figured out too late.
Dec 2012 · 361
Life Skills
Kimberly Clemens Dec 2012
Sometimes I wonder why
Why is it that I'm lost for words
When simply stating the obvious
Sometimes I wonder why
Why is it that I even try?
Dec 2012 · 1.1k
A Sleepless Night
Kimberly Clemens Dec 2012
Tired, sleepy eyes,
That refuse to fall asleep
While laying in bed
Endlessly counting sheep.

Toss and Turn
Throughout the night
Sleep does not take me over
At least the bed bugs won't bite.

In and out
What a tireless doze
I'm frustrated and hot
Why won't my eyes close?

Heavy eyes
I Awaken to my chill
Winter drafts cooling my bare skin
The clock counts down to its shrill

Finally asleep
but not for long
MRAA MRAA- the alarm clock yells
Guess I'll drink coffee that's extra strong...
Dec 2012 · 1.3k
I am a Clock
Kimberly Clemens Dec 2012
A clock bongs out its chime
As we look at the time
That's never really acknowledged
until the hour is running out.

Cast sideways glances
never full attention
except for the ones
who have no intention

Around in circles I go
the same old same old
just counting up
then down
then up again.

And I grow weary
my movements becoming dreary
but time is moving faster
as around and around in circles I go.

Until I finally stop
with my one last tick-tock
and time is lost
until the batteries are rebooted

And I start new again
my cycle of endless circling
I'm 1, I'm 2, I'm 3, I'm 4
Ticking away to the end once more.
Dec 2012 · 1.9k
Christmas Spirit
Kimberly Clemens Dec 2012
Mistletoe hanging on the door hinge
A mess of tacky holiday sweaters
Caroling in the streets of snowy wonderlands
and houses flashing red blue and orange.

Wishlists to Santa sent in the mail
Gingerbread houses are built
Families tobogganing down the hills
Leaving behind a sleek icy trail.  

Holiday shopping is nearing its craze
Christmas trees cluttered with presents
Little girls and boys staying up late
waiting for Santa 'til they fall asleep in a daze.

The scent of ham is filling the halls
Loved ones gather 'round
While children open their presents
and compare their rockets and dolls.
Dec 2012 · 1.0k
Craze
Kimberly Clemens Dec 2012
Sinking slowly into a bath of pain
I want to scream but I refrain
Slipping silently as I’m nearing insanity
Losing my brain, my mind, my vanity.

I itch to cut off my ears and claw out my eyes,
I can’t find any closure behind all these lies.
Panicked and frightened, I pray for my piety,
Oh God, my lord, I can’t withstand this anxiety.

Ostentatious, I create a diversion,
I muster a smile and travel along my excursion.
Though they've asked and tried, I always refute.
There’s only one last thing before I execute.

I drew up a world with love so genuine and real,
I brought everything together, all ready to congeal.
Then I ******* my rope, and kicked away my chair,
and that world is all I thought of, for as long as I hung there.
This was written in 9th grade for English class homework.

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