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