Follow Me Love

Follow me love
Down a road not trodden.
To paths unseen
To places untold.
There is no danger here
Just a gentle dream.
So go to sleep love
So you don't see the darkness in me.
I will protect you.
But do not look too deep love.
For a darkness resides there you wish not to see.
So turn away love
And follow me no more.

First

First loves are always the best

So don’t try to compare the rest.

First kisses always make your heart beat the fastest

So don’t expect the rest of the kisses to feel the same.

First times always hurt

No matter what everyone else says.

First tears are always the most powerful

All your other tears seem so much less. 

Everything I want... And Nothing I Need

You take my love and then you spin me round.
You pull me up and you push me down.

You hold me tight then you walk away.
You say forever and you're gone that day.

You make me remember then you make me forget.
You make me want and you make me regret.

You make me laugh and you make me cry.
You make me live you make me die.

You ask me to sing the tune me out.
You fill me with joy you fill me with doubt.

You ask me to change but you stay the same.
You say you've done nothing wrong and I am to blame.

You keep your secrets but ask me to share.
You ask for help then tell me not to care.

You are everything I want....and nothing I need

Ending Soon

Here is another poem of mine. This one is a bit abstract. But I like it. I don't remember why I wrote it, but it sounds cool. Most likely a surge of inspiration hit me. Enjoy. 

Ending Soon

Tap, tap, tap on the cellar door.

Why do I hear no more?

Sprawled out of the floor

I hear no more.

Scream, scream, scream running through the night.

Running only in fright.

She wonders will it all be alright.

Running only in fright.

Wish, wish, wish for the end to come

But it is no fun.

When you are undone

It is no fun.

Beg, beg, beg for this pain to end

Her heart will never mend.

It’s not around the bend.

Her heart will never mend.

Cry, cry, cry alone in her room

It is ending soon.

And it brings the gloom.

It is ending soon. 

Don't

Hello back again. And yes, this poem has a similar title to the last. It was written in the same week too. It was a conflicting feeling of wanting someone so much and knowing they are the worst thing for you. Here is a little secret for you- I actually get really nervous sharing some of these poems because the emotion was so real. At one time I felt these things, and I am a little embarrassed of it. Thank you all for being so kind in the long run. 


Now Enjoy ^^ 

Don’t

Don’t tell me you love me

I take it far too seriously

Don’t hold me

I think it means you want to stay

Don’t kiss me

It makes me want more and more

I’m afraid

Don’t make me think you want me

Because one day you will leave me all alone

And I will miss all the unspoken promises

So please

Don’t make me think you’re serious 

Don't You Remember

Hello again ^^. I am here with another poem. I wrote this when I was 16 and Collin and I had just broken up. As a warning I wrote a lot of poems around that time- but this one really stands out to me as one of the poems written at that time.


enjoy

Don’t you Remember?

Don’t you remember?

When we used to smile together

And walk aimlessly for no reason?

Don’t you remember?

Our foolish games

 As we continued on.

Don’t you remember?

It took us so long to get here

From the first time you uttered ‘I love you’.

Don’t you remember?

That I said I could wait

That I tried my best to be there.

Don’t you remember?

That morning you told me

That there was nothing wrong.

Don’t you remember?

All the movies we tried to watch

But never made it through.

Don’t you remember?

The time you took those silly pictures

As I tried to take your phone.

Don’t you remember?

When you told me

‘I don’t think I want anymore ex-girlfriends’.

Don’t you remember?

That I was scared to love you at first

And then I fell in to deep.

Don’t you remember…

Will you ever remember…

That no matter what you’re going through

I still love you. 

Change

Another poem from when I was 16. Change scared me back then. It still does, but not as much. But enjoy. 


Change

Empty smiles

Hollow laughs

A fake attempt

At happiness.

When I’m alone

Hopelessness ensues

And I'm always crying

Not because I miss you

Not because I'm alone

Because every smile

You turn my way

Makes me feel alone.

You pretend you are okay

You pretend nothings wrong

But every time I talk to you

I only wish

Things could go back

To how they were before.

When we would walk hand and hand.

And when you smiled

Everything seemed alright

But now

I can feel it.

Something feels wrong

And there's nothing I can do.

Important you Critique!!!

Hey. So I am writing a book right now. It all started at 4 am when I was cracked on coffee and I wrote what I am about to post. I am actually writing a whole book based on this post- so I want to know what you think of this writing style. Please comment and tell me what you think! 

Enjoy

                Every step was a new torture. Yet she kept going even as the world pushed down. It was nearly over; she knew that now even as she continued.  The worst part was she accepted it.

Every second had led to this; every detail of her seemingly meaningless existence had built up to this moment.  The pain, the torment that now wracked her body, was nothing. Nothing compared to the relief that would soon envelope her.

If only it could come a minute sooner.

She knew the battle still raged around her, but even with the sounds of death and destruction invading her ears her focus could not be broken.  She continued soundlessly, her head held as high as her failing body would allow. She wanted her last moments be ones of pride and glory, though even she knew it would make no difference. 

Then she saw him. He stood out to her among the rest, a candle in the blackest of nights, the star that leads her home again. The moment he registered to her was the moment he looked up- their eyes meeting as if there was nothing else to look at but each other.  The entire world could have ended and she would have been completely oblivious. She knew one thing at that moment and that it was finally over.

A smile broke out upon her parched lips as she saw him move toward her, his mouth forming words her ears would not accept.  Time did not move then, it only stood still as she attempted one more step. But her legs would not have it. The ground came rushing toward her as she fell and she welcomed it.  She had never expected the end to be so peaceful.

And she saw him. Pushing his way through the chaos to her, his face panic stricken as he screamed something.

It was all fading quickly, the agony dissolving as the numbness of death took its place, but before she was lost to the blackness she heard him, only him in a sea of sound.

“Liliana!”

Can You Hear Me Out There?

I wrote this at 16 after the summer I had lost all of my close friends and I felt very alone. As you can tell I enjoy depressing poetry. 


Can You Hear Me Out There? 

I gaze through the clouds
Unable to see
I am broken and befreft
Don't you feel
That I yearn for something I'll never have?
Don't you see
That I do not try.
My life is a series of walls
And I am trapped between.
It is a vicious cycle of pain
And there is nothing more.
Breath life into me again
Make it all go away
Will I be myself again?

Certainty

Hey. I wrote this last night :D So here is something new for all of you. I really want to know what you all think because this is the first free form poem I have written in a while. 


Enjoy 


Certainty

A world touched by no one

A place unknown

Even to those who think they do.

A blank canvas

Waiting for the paint.

A blank page

Waiting for the words.

Possibilities are endless

And yet…

Fear hold you back

Struggling to explain why

That first step is the hardest one.

That leap of faith

Which few will ever make

Is scarier than the certainty

Of a timeless demise. 

Broken Wings

I realize I post there fairly quickly, I just want to actually let people read these. When I wrote these poems I was to self conscious to let people read them. 
Anywho, I was 15 when I wrote this. I had just ended my first real relationship and I guess this is how I felt. Enjoy


 Broken Wings

Falling gently
Because I tried to soar
On a pair of broken wings
That would not support my weight
Any longer.
They had held me up
For so long
With lasting effort
And my wearing soul
But I don't have that strength anymore.
I cannot support myself
On my own.
So my feathers have left me
And my wings have broken
And I fall to earth
... I only await the crash

Best Friends Forever

I was 16 when I wrote this, no real inspiration I remember. This is a lot more innocent then my earlier poems.


Enjoy

Best Friends  Forever

We promised forever

As we laughed together

Splashing playfully in the cool running stream. 

But that seems so long ago.

We said nothing could ever

Break us.

We wouldn’t be split by something stupid

Like arguments and such.

We sat together

Dreaming of lives we’d never have

As we looked

Up into the stars.

We ran forever

Until we could run no more

And we collapsed.

Smiling all along.

We promised we’d never

Forget the stupid promises

Meant to be

Broken.

We grew together

But we seemed to grow

Farther and farther

Apart.

Now it seems like we never

Sat under the stars

Hand in hand

As we said best friends forever. 

Backstabber

I know a bit more about this one. I was 17 when I wrote this and had a friend who really hurt me. I was feeling very angry and hurt so I lashed out with my words. It was really the only way I knew how at the time. Enjoy 


            Backstabber 

Hideous creatures

Hide behind your perfect mask

A horror only seen

By those who know you best 

So perfect on the outside

Like a star that will never stop it’s shine

But inside it’s a black hole

That swallows anyone who gets too close

You stab at everything I hold dear

And you try to break me apart from the inside out

Liar

Traitor

Cheat

You only do well when you get what you want

And no one else matters.

Backstabber

I hold nothing in any longer

Your blatant lies make me sick

Goodbye   

Always By My Side

This is kinda just depressing. I can't remember why I wrote it or when I did- though I think I was 14... >>  This is making me feel old. Enjoy

Are you really here for good or will I

Lose you too.

Will good things fade with time like they

Always do?

You need to promise me, make me

Believe

You will never leave.

Maybe you will convince me

You only have one chance

Stay with me

Influence me that you won’t leave

Don’t let me lose

Everything I hold dear….

And that is you

All I Had to Give

As promised here is my second poem. I can't remember what exactly inspired this- but I was 16 when I wrote this one too... >> 


All I Had to Give

I held the promise in your eyes
And you made me feel it was real
Don't forget the truth my friend
Nothing's as it seems
You held the promise in my smile
You opened my lips and made me real
I breathed the air from your breath
I took warmth from your skin
I took what was yours
But I gave you me.
And though it's not much
It was all I had to give.

Addiction

(so I decided I would post all my poems up on my blog. One every few days. I  have written these from the age of 15 and to 20. I will post them and provide a brief explanation if there is one. I hope you enjoy.)

The first poem is called Addiction. I wrote it when I was 16 and first really discovered attraction in a sexual way. It was a topic of a lot of my poems back then, and it is the first in my folder. Tell me what you think 


Addiction

A silly smile,

A warm touch,

Our bodies yearn

For each others touch.

Addiction

Is the word I use

I am addicted to you.

You tease me gently

Laughing at my

Inability to resist

Happiness is all you bring

You pull.

And I will place my heart

Confidently in your hands

My addiction…

Do not break it.

Let it Go

The past may haunt me, or sometimes leave me feeling that there is really no end in sight. But the more i live and the more I experience, the more I begin to understand that the things I always believed were holding me back were actually helping me grow. All te hardships I believed would haunt me forever begin to fade with time.

Hindsight is 20/20 right?

I must learn to try and let the past go, even the things that I dont talk too much about. I cannot change there things. Dwelling on memories long past does nothing for me.

So here is to letting go

I realized today

I have the best extended family anyone could ever ask for. I have the best mom in the world who raised me through it all. My nana who always spoiled me, even when I didn't deserve it. My Grampy for always trying to teach me and broaden my mind. My auntie beth and uncle pat for always being there for me, and teaching me about video games :). My uncle sal, uncle chris, and Julia for always making the family holidays more fun. To Jeffrey for opening my eyes to new art and literature that still is a huge part of my life.
My aunt Patricia and cousin Kristina for being suck good people, and always being great to me- even when I am sometimes not the best. My granny for being the sweetest and most loving person I have ever known. To my papa- where ever he is for making me smile and always loving me.

Why do I go through this to thank everyone you ask? Well today I did a lot of thinking about my real father and how his presence in my life, even when married to my mother, was never there. At first it made me sad, and I spent a lot of my day upset. I felt left out, like I didn't matter as much, or like my two step brothers got more of a family. That is until I realized all the people I named above have been so good to me and loved me so much that I haven't missed a single thing. I am the luckiest girl in the entire world.

Not only have all these wonderful people grace my life- I have a boyfriend who loves me and supports me. I am happier every morning because I know he is there.

And you know what I am a fun loving, artistic, beautiful girl who will keep smiling. Because I haven't missed out by losing my father. He missed out- because he lost me. And I can't be replaced.

Rebirth and Renewal

I woke this morning and felt like watching a sad movie. It was a day of unspent emotion- yet not bad emotions. I believe I cry now and then is healthy enough.

I am a person who feels when I watch a movie I would like to better myself. It is a strange habit because I do not believe that is what movies are made to do. Bu when I watch a film, that is not an action or horror or other Hollywood blunder, I wish to come away with a new point of view I had never had before.

I watched 'The Lovely Bones' today and it was a beautiful piece of art. Maybe because I am a Peter Jackson fan, but it was beautiful. I felt a swelling sadness in my heart I cannot explain. Yet a peace also filled me. Though the hope was lost there was rebirth and renewal of a new hope. And now tonight, as I rest I feel peace and tranquility.

Movies are a good remedy for unspent emotion.

Because I'm Mr. Brightside

Jealousy turning sense into the sea

Twirling through sick lullabies 

Joking on your alibis

But it's just the price I pay 

Destiny is calling me 

Open up my eager eyes.... 

'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside.  

Right now I am losing friends, whither it be some selfish impulse they have, or my plain distaste for some people I used to be close to. But is it a loss? Why do I need friends who want to see me when they find it convenient to give me a call once in a while. Why do I need friends who talk about me when I am not around. I cannot fathom why I have put up with some of this for so long. So to all the fair-weather friends, goodbye. I am sorry that we could not be friends longer, but I have to say goodbye. 

This view makes the world a little lonely, I will not lie. I feel high school is completely gone and all the friendships have slipped slowly with it. I remember things through a haze, like it is slowly fading from view. And yes, right now, I am a little lonely. But I need to leave the past behind. 

Maybe that is theme to this post. I am shedding my skin, and leaving the past behind. I am stepping into a new world. It looks bright with opportunity. In two months, I will start beauty school. It is a new beginning for me, and I look forward to it. I have kept people in my life who I realize are my true friends. Everyone always says, after high school you only keep the friends who really matter. I never believed the scores of adults who told me that until right now.  I have kept the most wonderful boyfriend who reminds me everyday that I need to keep walking. He never does it for me, but has inspired me to take that first step and now that I have, I refuse to stop. 

I began this post feeling bitter and hurt, but as I let my fingers flow the words have formed their own beautiful words of renewal. I let go all my bitterness towards people who hurt me, and I am open to mend those bridges. I need to let it all go. So as I walk forward into the future I will leave all resent behind and...

Open up my eager eyes

Because I'm Mr. Brightside