Sofia Carr

Sofia Carr Jan 2014

Fire

There's a fire
that's burning down the town.
It's name is a blaze,
her voice a flame.
Nothing survives,
it all burns until it's black.
It shrivels and crumbles
until all that's left is ashes.
I'm all spent,
you've ruined me now.
Are you happy now that you've burnt me?
Are you satisfied with the fire that consumed me?
Does the sight of my crumpled,
distorted,
soul make you smile?
I've been burnt and it's all your fault.

Sofia Carr Jan 2014

Countdown

This is the final countdown.
Only seconds are left before the fall.
Nothing I do can slow the seconds
or stop the time.
Everything I do seems to make it go by faster.
I'm stuck in this moment with you,
not wanting it to end.
But nothing you say can stop me.
In a matter of minutes
I'll be gone.

Sofia Carr Jan 2014

Dignity

what do they want
                                     haven't they taken enough
                         my innocence
       my childhood
                                      my life
    must they also take my soul
                             my worth
                                                      my confidence
                must i always be so quick to give in
        believe their lies
                            but they've already cried wolf once
                 i refuse to stumble again
must it be so difficult to turn away
                         to take the blow
                                and not feel a thing
               I must stand tall
                       Even if I am standing alone
                                   I refuse to go down
                                          Without a fight

Sofia Carr Jan 2014

Us

My favorite word is a simple one.
Only a single syllable;
two letters.
Its meaning is complex,
dizzying even.
It can make me fly to the rooftops.
It means nothing to others,
but the world to me.
My favorite word describes unity,
love,
getting pulled out of the endless solitude
in which I was trapped.
My favorite word encompasses all I wanted
in the past,
for our present,
and in our futures.

Sofia Carr Jan 2014

the pain inside a name

there is a pain that comes with saying your name
an ache to see your face
when you smile at her
with that look in your eyes
when i'm right here
where i've always been
there is a sickness that comes when you say her name
a twinge when you look her way
but you don't see me
or the wound i hide
when you say her name
coated with emotion
it kills me inside
all the pain inside a name

Sofia Carr Jan 2014

The Meaning of Life

What is the meaning of life?
The ultimate question.
A puzzle piece,
lost in the bedroom of a child.
Lying under the bed,
eaten by the cat,
thrown away without a second glance.
A baffling concept that blows minds.
The question of,
why was I born?
what am I destined to do before I die?
So many people spend their lives
trapped in a bottle,
lost in a world of doubts and questions,
too busy to actually search for
the meaning of life.

Sofia Carr Jan 2014

Too Much

too many words
sounds
colors
blue
yellow
orange; the prettiest of all.
the sailboat will sail
the bird will fly
across the great blue sky
much like the sailboat
in perfect synchronization
a train
making smoke
an addict, for sure
too many thoughts
sad
happy
loneliness; the most prominent of all.
Escape
I must do it
to escape
my heart
it aches
like the sailboat
sailing across the vast blue sky
out of place
too many people
screaming
shouting
hating; the most often of all.
not enough time
time
ticking
seconds
gone
i jumped
i fell
too much pain
excruciating
stabbing
aching; the worst of all
but then
       it's gone
                   i'm
                         free