Persephone

Persephone Mar 2013

a star

You are like a star;
brilliant and bright,
and out of my reach.

Persephone Feb 2013

i want to be looked at in that certain way that all girls want to be looked at
i want to be admired my someone i admire in that special way that everybody wants
i want to be able to let go and be myself in the presence of someone who also just lets go, too
i want to have inside jokes that only the two of us would understand
i want to share secret smiles in public places
i want to have stolen kisses when we think that no one else is looking
i want to laugh and i want to sing and dance all with you all the time

Hello :)

Persephone Feb 2013

If only you knew

I was dreaming about you again. Just thought that you should know
I had all of your undivided attention and I knew then and there that I was in love with this moment.
Even if it didn't really happen.

Your lips were so tender and soft, your hands were so gentle and warm, and your eyes were so clear and beautiful, it's hard to imagine that it was all in my head.
I tried to hold on to the dream for as long as possible, even when I was on the brink of consciousness, I held on to your wavering image like a life rope, like it was all I had, and all I could depend on.
And your expression was so sweet when it was time to say good-bye, it was almost as if you were trying to speak to me, but I awoke before you had a chance.

Perhaps tonight I'll see you again. Hopefully.
Then maybe, before I wake up, you'll tell me what you've been intending to tell me before.

That's why waking up is the happiest and saddest part...
I know you're finally just about to speak, but then the illusion is shattered as the morning sunshine hits my eyes.

But there's always the next night, and the night after that.
Maybe one day, I'll finally get to speak to you, too.
And maybe, just maybe, if that day ever comes, we'll both be awake.

This is about someone. *sigh* I'm so hopeless.

Persephone Feb 2013

Time and Patience

sometimes, i'm just so tired.
my head hurts and my eye lids are heavy as lead
my arms remain by my sides, lifeless, and my legs are too weak to carry me forwards
my vision becomes cloudy, i struggle to stay awake, yet when i try and sleep, sleep never comes

its like i try so hard but all my efforts never seem to have any effect
i feel like i'm underwater, with all my movements slow and strained, slowly forgetting about time and chocking on my lack of air
all i want is peace with myself, but in my case it comes with a price.
time and patience are two things i need, and two things i don't have.

Persephone Feb 2013

Wanderlust

I want to leave this place and travel far, far away
I want to see places I've only ever seen in photographs
For the shortest of moments, I'd like to escape my life here, and be an anonymous person in a new foreign place
I'll go to the mountains and the forests, where the nature will completely surround me, letting myself forget all the problems back home that are too heavy for my heart to carry along
I'll go to the deserts and the beaches, where there will be hundreds of never ending miles for me to finally think straight
I'll stand underneath the cool, crisp, droplets of rain, letting all my stress melt into the grass at my feet

I want an adventure, I want fresh air, new souls to meet and love, new lessons to learn, and new places to see

Persephone Feb 2013

From my cave

I look out on the world from the cave that I am in.
The cave and I are one, sheltered and shadowed from the strangers of the world around me,
And it has been this way for so long that I cannot fathom what the outside is like
The outside is reality and I am not ready for that, not yet.
But how can something so seemingly beautiful and lush be reality, when all its qualities equal fantasy?
Perhaps the cave is my reality
A dark, dim place where loneliness and fear of the unknown drown you.
Many times I have thought this over, pondering the subjects in my mind like spects of debris floating in the wind
And I realize I do not want either,
Yet one day I realize that I must choose
Whether I prefer the brutal, harsh reality of the world,
Or the false, artificial world that only fools believe to be real.
And then, I think again, that I know I am not ready.

I do not like the stage of my life that I am in right now, and I hope this poem sort of represents it. Thank you for looking and please feel free to comment your opinions. :)

Persephone Feb 2013

Like the Sea

Like the sea my emotions are.
Unpredicatable, and always changing
I may be peaceful and calm, or wild and always raging
Albeit the similarities, I am envious of the sea
How it frustrates me so-
That I can never tame the violent storms
That brew in the depths inside of me.
The sea is the lucky one, she has learnt control
And here I am, helpess and defenceless
In the way I always deform.
The everlasting pools of tears in my eyes are no match against the sea,
I should be glad.
Yet, why do I hate everything inside of me?

My first work on this site. I don't expect anybody to read it or understand it because it is very personal on a level that I'm not sure even makes sense to anybody but myself. It's also late and I'm really tired, but being in my sleepy-state I ended up sort of satisfied with this.

— The End —