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  Oct 2021 Kelsey
Frances Raeburn
Do you remember we swapped toys
when we were five
Do you remember we swapped promises
when we were ten
Do you remember we swapped kisses
at fifteen
Do you remember we swapped dreams
when we were twenty
Do you remember we swapped tears
at twenty five
Do you remember we swapped lovers
when we were thirty
Do you remember we swapped lives
at thirty five
Do you remember we swapped lies
at forty
Do you remember we swapped partners
at forty five
Do you remember we swapped kids
at fifty
Do you remember we swapped dreams
at fifty five
Do you remember you swapped life
when you were sixty .
Kelsey Oct 2021
Im ready to know what it's like
To live my dreams.
What sacrifices must be made,
What joys I will experience
And what sorrows.
How different the coffee will taste,
How soundly I'll sleep.
If the stars will shine brighter
Or dimmer.
If the sun will reveal the best
Or the worst.
Life has a kink
For people who dare to be courageous.
Because not enough of us
Are ready to chase our dreams
Until it's too late.
So, I'm ready.
Fortune favors the bold.
Kelsey Sep 2021
...
I think I'm depressed.
Kelsey Sep 2021
My mind thinks of the worst things I could do to you
The worst person I've ever met
With your slander
And lies
I could destroy you
And I want to
But I won't
Because then I become you
And I could never forgive myself for that.
I hate this person so much. With a burning passion all I want is to see them fall. But i know that is not the way to think if I want to be the bigger person. Its so hard to forgive when they don't think they need forgiveness.
Kelsey Sep 2021
Betting on yourself is hard
When you have no money
But doubting yourself
Will cost more
Than your bet ever will
Kelsey Sep 2021
Oh, world! Let me write!
Let me sling my pen across the page
Let me smash my fingers to the keys
Make them shake and break and bleed
"Its not easy being me"
I will write on top of a mountain
Write in the middle of a thundering wave
Speak unspoken words to thin-bladed air
Make my voice heard because
"Theres no one like me"
Let me essay the truth
Let me stanza the lies
Whatever you do
Just help me now
And let me write
Until
I ask you
To stop.
Kelsey Sep 2021
I ventured into the depths of my unruly heart to find the words that tasted like honey at sunrise.
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