Personally I think this is one of my best poems. I really like the mirror idea, and I think it describes pretty well how i feel now and then.. It's also pretty different from what I normally write, love poems and stuff. It surely isn't perfect, it's not even good, but I feel most content about this one  |
The little girl.A little girl. She's wearing a smile. Discovering the world. It's gonna take a while. She sits down and has a rest, remembering all she has seen. Then she works hard, showing her best, growing up to be a teen. At that time, the first wounds come to appear. Divorced parents cause the first real tear. A second one comes, when childhood-friends leave her behind. This seems awfull cause she doesn't know the real friends she is about to find. But then she meets them and the second wound remains to be just a scar. At least now she knows who real friends are. Later on, the third wound is cuThe little girl.
Broken Family.Having a family, without these useless fights.. Not having to question why, for so many nights.. Tell me, how would that be? How would that feel? Why can't this simple dream just become to be real?Broken Family.
Grown-up's around me are acting like four-year olds. As if it is normal to throw so many scolds. The past was rough, but please let that behind. It hurts me, think of that and just stop being blind.
Cause a few years later, you won't remember why. Why you are still angry, and why you made us cry. By then you'll regret your stupidity. Cause making up is no more possibili
Jail.Whoever says i look good, is certainly lying. If only someone understood, that deep inside i'm dying. I'm tired of seeing myslef this way. My whole body shows what i mean to say. You can simply see what's wrong. I just haven't behaved myself, for far too long. I know it's time to change that now. And i will, i'm gonna change anyhow.Jail.
If i make another sin, i'll let myself feel that i'm too weak. I'll find my point where i break, and try to close the leak. Untill then i'll have to punish myself for every mistake. Let warm, red blood stream out of the cuts that i make. Feel
Heaven or HellWe look up high, To the deep blue sky, To the home of the lord himself, We fear what's down below, Where the evil is grown, In the flames in bowels of hell,Heaven or Hell
But you shouldn't fear, For we are still here, As we try to survive, We forget the meaning of life.
It's the home of the angels, And the one that once fell, Our souls are in heaven, But our world is in hell, Of the things I will see, And the places I'll dwell, Nothing answers my question, Am I in Heaven or Hell?
-interlude-
Look me deep in the eye,
| Hi :3 Nickname: Zoeff Real name: Zoë Type of fruit: Raspberry Age: 14 Likes: Music, singing, hanging with friends, computering, writing poems, drawing. Dislikes: Fights, insecurity, having a younger brother, failing grades, parents being a pain, homework. Loves: Matt <3, Franka, Romy, Laura, Flavia, Doow. That were the most important things n_n cyaa =] |
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