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Cathyy Mar 2014
When i was 6, i wanted to be something i completely made up in my head.. A 'space ninja pirate undercover superhero with wizardry powers' of some sort, and so i became just that.

&When; i was 10, i grew out of that and grew into the idea of being just an 'ordinary girl' with ordinary clothes and ordinary hair, no extraordinary powers of any sort, and so i became just ordinary.

But when I was 12, i grew tired of being like everyone else. I wanted to create something original for myself. And so i took a pen and an old Disney notepad and wrote all my random daydreams down, and so i became a dreamer and that was that.

However, at 14. I started to care a little too much. Gave my heart away freely and brought myself cheap love. My hair was far too ordinary and my imagination was far too weird,
' if i don't start shaving now, by 16 i'll have a beard ' and so self conscious i became, and that was that for that year.

Now i'm at 16, and i'm starting NOT to care, my daydreams have got me this far and i embrace my messy hobo like hair.. It's tricky though.
'Cause if i were to be honest, i'd say this;;
At 16, i want to touch people with my words but not become a 'poet'
I want people to relate to my music but i don't want to be a musician
I want to get over my depression
But i dont want to feel perfect
I kinda want to run away
But at the same time i want to always have a reason to stay.
Personal, needed to emotionally vent#
Cathyy Mar 2014
If we don't fix ourselves,
We'll have to deal with all these broken smiles
As well as broken hearts

And if we don't teach ourselves
We'll fall behind someone who's fixed themself
With a hammering heart beat
Yeah no more broken parts..

Don't try to be perfect
'Cause you're not it
You are beautiful
And believe me that's more worth it

But don't deny a love that'll fix you
'Cause one day it'll hit you
Like a house of cards
Oh its a broken heart
Not a broken life
Or soul.
Heyhey!
Its been a while since i wrote a new poem!
Sorrry.
I hope this kinda makes up for it? ;3
Haha. Stay beautifulll fellow poets and poetess' xo
Cathyy Mar 2014
Falling, like Autumn
and landing swiftly
on top of a pile of freshly baked dreams,
Crunch goes my heart
crumbling like leaves

Jumping into fantasies,
like fishing for rubber ducks
What's my point you ask,
I don't know where to start

I'm spinning around like a hurricane
Watch Out
I'm a runaway

... But it's okay

You see I've been walking around like the ground
is my skateboard
and I'm so chilled and satisfied with the life that I'm riding on'
so perhaps I don't need to hold on to anything or anyone anymore,
and maybe it's time to chuck the helmet away,
'cause I've already made it this far somehow

Heck, I don't need looking after
'cause I'm my safe haven now
believe it or not but this was completely improvised
Cathyy Mar 2014
I was lying when I said I was done,
'cause I'm lying here on a pile of 'I miss you' songs..
I have no intention of sending them..
'just buried under the sentiment

And I was angry when I said I didn't need you
'cause it angers me how much I do need you
But I know that this is irrelevant
'cause nothing i say will change anything..

Oh and I know that love's a compromise for rain
but by losing you, what do I gain?
A chance to start all over again you say..
well i must be hearing voices,
'cause we haven't spoken in days..

But what's that?
I'm dwelling on the past you say
and I'm waiting on the better days..
well where do you fit into this?
'Cause you're now a piece that's not fitting in

So colour my skies
and fill my eyes
with baby-blue
water-colour lines
and maybe I'll rebuild my pieces,
yeah I'll pick them up for you to fix this

Oh and I am moving on,
I swear
I know it's hard to believe
'cause you know that I still care
but that's one thing that can never get lost in the fire,
or soaked in the rain
the fact that I will always, always
care..

My life's about to change..
and even though you are no longer a part of it,
a part of me
will always, always
love you over,
and over
and
over

agai-
The End.
Cathyy Feb 2014
You look at me..
Like I'm Medusa
But you're the one who knew her
Until your beauty threw her
Over the edge,
&Now; theres snakes on her head ;)

But what we have,
Is so forbidden
Cause you and I are so different
But i dont care cause
You keep me living

And we could be talking bout nothing
For hours on end
You've got a face of an angel,
You must be heaven sent
I just don't know if I'm able
To adore you any less
And how do you talk about 'nothing'
With a Greek Goddess?..

...Don't look at me like I'm Medusa
Baby
I'll meet you here when the moons up maybe..
I'll prove to you that its true love
I've got a heart that can't be changed
I've got a love that will not fade
And i don't say much but for you i'd be okay

So can we just talk about nothing
For hours on end
How great would that be for us dear
To get away from them
Cause i know that i am not worthy
to even be your friend
But I'm falling for a Greek Goddess..
All over again.
Absolutely love this and will be releasing a demo version on my youtube channel; JournalOfMusic

I also wrote a one page short story for this which can be found on my wattpad; CathyWantsToWrite

:) xo
Cathyy Feb 2014
I thought i'd write another poem,
Another letter.
Containing some of those 'sweet, sweet words' which could potentially
Keep me in love with this girl forever.

But forever's soon gonna be over and done with..
Within a single heartbeat,
See I fear we'll fade like broken smiles slipping from  our tender lips

And between the space of now and forever,
During this infinite yet tiny infinity
My heart will beat for every time she breathes, for every time these sad eyes and hers meet,
Falling deeper in between the sheets of all our crinkled memories

Sometimes our past likes to play peek a boo with us, and that i won't deny, scares the poopsicles out of me!
Though often I find myself wondering if she misses her younger self,
Or misses the vision of who she wanted to be

.. Well for what it's always worth mandy,
Let me tell you,
She's the most beautiful soul i've had the privilege to be mates with
And you ask me what she looks like?
Hm i'm not even sure if the dictionary would be able to describe her qualities without blushing.
.. And that was a weird use of personification but i think i'll keep going

Its not just her long layered hair,
Which, Like blank pages of a book,
Both are kept in such perfect condition, and are handled with care

It's not the way she presents herself as humble yet confident
When the microphones in front of her mouth,
And the guitars wrapped around her body like a hug i'll always miss

It's the simplicity of her smile, the way she's so effortless when she aims it at every single person, coming towards her, in every single direction....

And i follow her also,
..in  her footsteps i mean,
To be that one step closer to my own hopes and dreams
And it's her voice i'd listen out for
Whenever i'm flashing back to more scarier dreams

Oh what a beautiful muse i have,
What a way to love her.
My response poem to My new pal, Amanda's poem;

'Mister him and Miss her'

Go check it out!! :)
Love always,
Cathyy x
Cathyy Feb 2014
Someday you'll be old enough
to buy your dream car,
and drive it straight through the city's heart

Someday you'll be bold enough
to build your own lighthouse
when your world's gone dark,
and when you're drowning in your own miseries
Someday you'll be strong enough to take this pain,
and build an ark

Someday you will finally prove yourself,
to yourself and no one else.
Moments before you doze off into your dream world at night,
You're gonna think;
'Wow, this time I've got it right'

Someday you will be your own hero.
Your problems will lead you straight into your recovery
And someday, somehow
I'm gonna learn how to love myself properly..
Second poem done!
2 more to go until my valentine's challenge is overrr!
This is fun, y'all should try it lol
Enjoy x
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