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Britnie's Poems
I don't write poetry often, but when I do, I like to share it with everyone. So I tend to post it up everywhere I can... And this is the most recent poem I wrote.
Not missing, just misplaced i guess i kind of lost myself i'm all over the place now, just trying to make things work. i cried last night, you know. but it was something stupid, don't worry. just the kind of mistake that i usually make. you know - thinking about you. it's okay, though. i'm learning. i'm finally figuring it out. maybe. i hope. maybe this time i'll do better. maybe i can stop thinking of you when i see him. maybe i can just... stop second guessing myself. i was fine, once. and then... well. then i remembered. you were gone and it was the friendship i missed. but he was there, so it was okay. i could deal. now, it's just... i'm lonely. there's me and there's my friends. then there's the people i know but can't trust, my family, classmates, random passers-by who wonder at my tears that fell without my consent. there's the one who makes me feel like you did, only in half. there's the one who makes my heart cry out for you but i know that you won't accept it. then there's me. and in the end, i'm the one who knows the least. it's me who is trying to be strong, lying to you, to myself. it's me convincing myself i can deal with everything, rejecting the help that is offered and stumbling into the darkness all alone it is me who is getting lost. i ignore the danger signs, as always. you know the ones: the big, red stop signs the flashing lights the pictures of the drop off. i pay them no mind and then... i'm falling. i don't know where i am it's dark i can't see. but i'm comfortable here. it's just me and, well. those words just won't leave me alone. i choose to go with them, finally. so i'm all alone in the dark in a place that has no exit, no entrance there is no way to know where i am and i sit there, lean back and... well, i start to think. maybe you'll see me soon but i doubt it. it's been a long while since i thought about things well. things involving my heart. the things that make me hurt. i don't like to hurt, but i'll do it for you. maybe i'll come back, bruised and broken a little roughed up, for sure. and it'll be a long, hard road if you find me, will you wait for me? will you offer me your hand when you see me? i don't think i'll be able to stand but if you won't then i will do what i always do: i'll drag myself along with my body protesting and i'll dig my nails into the dirt grit my teeth and pull. i hope you'll wait for me. whoever you are. i'm sure it'll change at least a little but i'll be okay. for now, i'll stay here and try to make sense of everything. you know, all these thoughts and feelings the things i can't name, can't read, don't know about. the things that never fail to make me nervous, afraid. i'll be back sooner or later. for now, just wait for me okay? |
Aren't We All Running?
I wrote this poem on August 17, 2009. Nobody commented on it anywhere else that I put it, so... I figure that maybe if I put it up here, there would be a better chance for some critique?
By the way, the title of this poem is taken from the song "Aren't we all running?" by 65daysofstatic - I was listening to this song when writing this and it was the inspiration. - Aren't We All Running? Fear chokes me My heart in my throat Eyes wide open Tears filling in the spaces Cool air burns harshly I cannot close my eyes. Quickly, I take off. Running faster, faster, faster... Blood rushes in my ears Face turning pink Exhale, inhale run, run... I can't escape I slow, greeting somebody continue on like this is normal. Then I run harder, faster straining my legs... just a little more. A little more A lot more Keep Running Farther Faster Don't Stop – The end is nowhere in sight. I hear you behind me. I see you in front of me. I speed up again my heart slows my blood rushes I run faster. Stopping is not an option. Not even crossing my mind. Chasing... Being chased... What does it matter? Aren't we all running? |
Your poetry is amazing.... the first one reminds me of the kinds of things I write.... but you're much better at finding the right words. I'm so jealous!!!! ^_^
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omg i love these soooo much!!!!!! they're so awesome!!!
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@Bella-Michi: Thank youuu~ ^////^
With "not missing, just misplaced" I just wrote out exactly what I was feeling. Maybe you stress too much on trying to find the 'right' words that you don't write down the first thought that comes to your head? It's better to use the ones that are natural than to try to find something that doesn't quite fit, you know..? @amulet: Thank youuu~ ^////^ |
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