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Carlyy
Poems
May 2017
A Story of You and I, Not Us.
Let it be luck or fate
You and I became legends
Us against the world
With each battle,
Enemies came to fight
As allies made appearance
Wars are ongoing
But they hinder
From time to time
Young and optimistic,
We were not yet burdened,
With heavier dilemmas
We enjoyed our time
With each passing season,
Our dreams became bigger
We were the same
But different in pace
We became a comparison
No one warned us
That we could defy
One another
After our first few quarrels
We used the word "forever"
Often as we overcame obstacles
Like poison seeping in
Quarrel after quarrel,
"Forever" fell short of itself
There were more stories
Of us and our memories
Than memories being made
Maturity and experience
Changed everything
From our minds to physicalities
Sharp pain resides in my heart
Orignated from comparisons
I hated everything.
You recieved praise
And lost yourself in it
I lost my voice and will.
Mind tricks of my own doing
Distance flourished
As did I.
We were aware of ourselves
But we expected more too
We were no longer on the same page
Something crashed in us
It left marks and bruises
Left us broken and in pieces
Unsure of what was next
Our blades were drawn
Wounded each other with deceit
Haunted with hate,
You became headstrong
I took myself faraway
Time slowed down
The storm calmed
Everything softened
My sun grew confident again
Beaming from above,
Into what was left of me
The shadow casted
Showed me some truth
My mind cleared and spoke
Aren't we peers,
Or the least bit, equal?
When will you learn?
Look at me.
Who do you see,
If not someone found and free?
Words fled quickly
From my tired being
I justified myself for you (again)
You say you understood
But your skull and bones thick
With stubborn and pride.
Spiteful knives sharpened
By shared secrets and confessions
Tell me what part of me do you target
This new nature you claim
Doesn't not suit you well
But maybe the colors are true
It might be time
To take your turn
And make a realization
Patience is my life
All I have is time
But I'm growing
I am not the pity you see
When you look at me
I am beyond that
and so much more
I don't need anyone who doesn't need me.
#self
#worth
#maturity
#story
#life
#friendship
#relationship
#friends
#family
#memories
Written by
Carlyy
27/F/South Dakota
(27/F/South Dakota)
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