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I want to
Tell you
That I sleep
Just fine
At night.

But I would be lying.

Because I'm writing this at
Three o'clock
In the morning,

Thinking about what
I shouldn't have
Said.
My mind is fighting my heart
But neither is going to win,
It's constantly back and forth,
And my patience is wearing thin.

I'm so tired and I want to sleep,
But my mind is not letting me.

I want to smile, I want to laugh,
But my heart is still under attack.

How much longer do I have to wait?
I don't know how much more of this I can take.
 Nov 2013 Noah Sholler
Lily
You left me alone in these nights
Struggling with my thoughts with fright
Remembering good times and moonlights
Lightening our night till we see the sunlight
And before saying  goodnight and goodbyes
You would tell me with a sweet delight
I will never leave you I swear to all gods
But you left me and I started to write
I'd rather go to Hell
Then be trapped in your secret cell
You begged and worked for hopeful fireworks
But all you got were my dreadful quirks
Hallelujah call His name
Teacher, student, both the same
Show me your love in her technicolor whirlpool
Outside there's anger, but inside is cool
So go on, dragon slayer, and toss me your groove
I'm the chess player, and I'm ending your move

Good evening, little brother, my precious darling kin
We're all one in the same, though you wear a different skin
There was us, confused about paternity
We danced and jumped and had no use for maturity
I saw those eyes you never would see
For all that is left is she, not me
And you just shatter each dry, cracked bone
I know I will face this all alone
So when I leave, you'll ask me “How?”
And I'll respond, “Where's your God now?”

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
Since spring all I've wanted was for you to be mine
Don't cry to the suicide of that **** stupid sidekick
They want your soul, it's the Devil's trick
So help me please, where did my words go?
Sure, we won't fight, but now I'll never know
Yes I be the flames and you be the boy
Sunshine, take my hand, and sing with summer joy
There we were raised, twins, by our best friend
I pray that her plane ride won't be our end
Just hold me and say you'll always forgive and forget
Just hold me and say that you're happy we met
A poem written by myself, a teenager, about teenager stuff. Enjoy :)
Now mail comes through the letterbox,
Not as often as before,
Now it’s just bills and other shocks,
That rock me to the core.

Now calls come by the telephone,
Not as often as before,
Mostly it’s just the dialling tone,
Voicemail just as before.

Visitors come and ring the bell,
Not as often as before,
Now just the salesmen come to sell,
Not the ones I adore.

Now I live here just on my own,
Not just as it was before,
Lovers and family have all gone,
They visit me no more.

Invites out come now and again,
Not as often as before,
Kids and grandkids don’t see the pain,
The suffering and the sore.

I fall asleep so well at night,
Not as often as before,
Comfortable in my bed by right,
But resting is so poor.
Written May 2012
 Nov 2013 Noah Sholler
Emma
At Sea
 Nov 2013 Noah Sholler
Emma
My heart is adrift
Lost out in the sea
Caught up in the waves
Nothing like me

You are the lifeboat
Who'll find me out there
You know where am
For you truly care
You change the colors of my sky,
my eternal canvas high.
When you stand still the weather turns  gray,
I'd give the world to take back the day.
But every time the sun is shining,
in the summer wind, I will be finding,
is that you're in motion and that is why,
you change the colors of my sky.
 Nov 2013 Noah Sholler
sinderella
if i knew years ago
that people would
hate me so much
i would have
done something
about my existence
© sinderella.
 Nov 2013 Noah Sholler
sinderella
she's so lovely though
she doesn't show it, no
she smiles a lot
but never opens up
she says a lot
but her words
are blank
i find it all
hard to read
can't analyze
or see what's
between
the lines
but i see
what's inside
a girl wanting
to show herself
for all that she is
and always was
© sinderella.

i miss my best friend so much. we haven't talked in weeks.
we used to be so close and i find it hard to adjust to this.
honestly hurts more than words can say or express.
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