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I'll admit that I’m not proud of my decisions and I'll admit that I’m also proud of my decisions and I'll tell you that it's always easier to ride a water slide when the water's running and I know that my middle name is rather unextraordinary and that yellow is not a color that looks good on me regardless of the weather and I know that I’m a Pisces even though I bear no resemblance to a fish curving or otherwise and I know that the moon is possibly the most magnificent thing in the sky in the middle of the night and I understand the difference between love and lust and I’ve learned that amends are hard to make but so are almonds and trees do it all the time I know that I’m only human and I’m going to make mistakes but I also know that I’m human and I’m capable of amazing things I know that there are colors in the universe that I’ll never see and I know that the color of my eyes is probably the most profound of those and I understand that love is not an unkind thing and that not everything lovely will belong to me I know the difference between fighting and arguing and I know how to apologize even when my throat is begging me not to I’m a realistic fantast and I know that cynicism isn’t charming no matter how angular your cheekbones are and I know that being the nicest person in the world won’t save everyone and I know that just because I cry doesn’t mean I’ll feel better and I know that cookie dough does indeed fix everything and I learned through trial and error that every yellow light is just a green light playing coy and maybe my wrists are a little small and my bones stick out a little too much and I’m perpetually in a state of winter but I also know that I’ve got thin red lines healing on my skin and a best friend who threw away my razor because I couldn’t bear to do it and I know that I’ve got a grandmother who makes pasta for me every time I come over because she knows I could use the carbs and I’ve got a dog that makes me remember the point of wearing a seat belt and coming home every day and I know that I hurt a lot and I feel things so incredibly fiercely and I know that just because it hurts doesn’t mean I won’t survive after all if I’ve told you anything at all it’s that even in the midst of contemplating ways to die I still find a million reasons to be alive
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
The Silly Poem
I'll admit that I’m not proud of my decisions and I'll admit that I’m also proud of my decisions and I'll tell you that it's always easier to ride a water slide when the water's running and I know that my middle name is rather unextraordinary and that yellow is not a color that looks good on me regardless of the weather and I know that I’m a Pisces even though I bear no resemblance to a fish curving or otherwise and I know that the moon is possibly the most magnificent thing in the sky in the middle of the night and I understand the difference between love and lust and I’ve learned that amends are hard to make but so are almonds and trees do it all the time I know that I’m only human and I’m going to make mistakes but I also know that I’m human and I’m capable of amazing things I know that there are colors in the universe that I’ll never see and I know that the color of my eyes is probably the most profound of those and I understand that love is not an unkind thing and that not everything lovely will belong to me I know the difference between fighting and arguing and I know how to apologize even when my throat is begging me not to I’m a realistic fantast and I know that cynicism isn’t charming no matter how angular your cheekbones are and I know that being the nicest person in the world won’t save everyone and I know that just because I cry doesn’t mean I’ll feel better and I know that cookie dough does indeed fix everything and I learned through trial and error that every yellow light is just a green light playing coy and maybe my wrists are a little small and my bones stick out a little too much and I’m perpetually in a state of winter but I also know that I’ve got thin red lines healing on my skin and a best friend who threw away my razor because I couldn’t bear to do it and I know that I’ve got a grandmother who makes pasta for me every time I come over because she knows I could use the carbs and I’ve got a dog that makes me remember the point of wearing a seat belt and coming home every day and I know that I hurt a lot and I feel things so incredibly fiercely and I know that just because it hurts doesn’t mean I won’t survive after all if I’ve told you anything at all it’s that even in the midst of contemplating ways to die I still find a million reasons to be alive
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Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
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