"differet" poems
looking into her eyes
i could tell it told a stroy
a rare thing
told me everything she was afraid of
that look on her face told it all
but most importantly
the one thing i remember as clear as crystal
those blue eyes that drowed my sorrows away and made me think of something
someone
other than myself for once
they told me id never understand
little did she understand ive been through the same she'd been trough
fought the same battles
lingered apon the same questions and wondered the same thoughts
pictured the same scenerios in my head that we wanted to happen
and even thought about things the same way
it was perfect
i knew her just as well as she knew me
from just her eyes i could see the bittter past she wasnt willing to share
and the eager future she was excited about continuing
but loosing hope because everyone had shot down her dreams
fearless but had the courage that someday shed let all of the bad thoughts go
shed get rid of the deomns for good
she win the game of life
she knew she had it in her
the resononing behind becoming a better person for herself
felt good because she knew it wasnt for anybody else
although looking into her eyes i saw
hatred
jealousy
betrayl
traits i noticed
things id been familiar with and i just wanted to tell her weveall been there
to not trust every single person you meet
to take off that elecrtic smile that brightened up the room
to not open up so easily to those who were being nosey and desperate to break into the source of someone elses problems to cast away the shawdows of theirs for just a
moment
to not run off with the boy who had the pretty smile and differet personality because he ends up being the same guy as the rest
to tell her to turn around and notice the nice guy
the guy who cared about her all along who would do anything for her
protect her and fight for her no matter what
but no matter what she wouldnt listen
she wanted the bad guy
figured he knew a way to make the
pain go away
and indeed he did
which made more pain present in those eyes that were once as blue as the ocean
turn as black as the sky on a night there are no stars to look opon
i wanted to tell her all the things growing up i wish i knew
looking into her eyes i saw that reflection staring back at me and telling myself
"im that little girl that once was you"
Aug 24, 2013
Aug 24, 2013 at 8:16 PM UTC
He was all shades of blue and gold,
like the depths of the sea and the sun rays
that light up every day.
I was all greyish hues of brown,
like the abundant and common dirt.
He brought up aquatic creatures
and the most breathtaking rainbows,
while I was meant to stain and spoil.
Nevertheless, someday I realised
that differet perspectives were what I needed to find.
The sun could burn as much as the ocean could drown,
while the dirt could also be the seed´s cozy home.
Those seeds that,
being burried in the warm brown dirt,
showering in the blue water
and staring at the bright sun;
would soon raise as a strong sunflower.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC