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