Poems

Part 2- Long Poems

-The girl trapped behind the smile sheds a silver tear
Backed into a corner, she tries to outrun her fear
Everyone says that they love her, for her they are here
Yet no one wants to listen, no one wants to hear
They want to see her happy, they want to see her smile
They go and then they tell her, everything's worthwhile
They want to hear about her pain, but no one spares a word
They tell her all about their lives, she is seen, not heard

-Delicate life, delicate mind
Everything you say is intertwined
You think no one listens, no one pays mind
To your little self, trapped on the inside
But the world is your playground, so give it a go
Everyone is listening, so put on a show
Show them that they're wrong, you're a person also
Everything in your mind, they should know
But maybe you're scared to the way they'll react
But maybe, just maybe, they're holding you back
So maybe just tell them what's on your mind
Don't be so scared, everything will align

-They tell you life gets better
They tell you life gets worse
Everything means nothing
In this universe
Life is full of beautiful things
Remember what you want
Life is full of tragedies
Forget all that it haunts
Grow up, get married, get a job
What's the purpose of it all?
Slow down and appreciate
Everything so small
Stars within a cloudy night
A stolen kiss of love
Smoke out of a chimney top
The singing of a dove
Dewdrops on a blade of grass
Your favorite class you took
Rainbows after thunderstorms
A poem in a notebook
Life is so much better
Life is so much worse
Everything means something
In this universe

-I am a swing
Sitting solemnly on a summer day
I go too fast -and far-
For anyone to catch my name
A blur of stagnant color, swinging to and fro
A pendulum of wishes
Never to be forgotten or completed
Broken, cracked, and withered with age and use
Everyone knows me and loves me, yet never comes back
Forgotten and alone I sit.
Until a friendly or familiar face happens to swing by
I drift in the breeze
Smelling the dying flowers
Screaming that they are more than just decorations
Yet no one seems to notice
So focused that they don't notice a solemn swing.
Broken and split apart, laying on the screaming, dying flowers

-No one remembers the name
Yet they remember the time
Time spent wasn't time lost
It was all you could do to keep yourself in that moment
You wanted to keep it and watch it
Yet you couldn't
Time is forever ticking
And there is absolutely nothing that we can do about it
But moments are the substance of life
We breathe time and live seconds
Replaying moments in our head that we wish could happen again
Scenarios that we would die for
Memories that leave us drowning in our own mind
Time isn't something that can be harnessed
Though we wish that we could keep it and put it in a jar and gaze at it
It's beautiful
It's dangerous
It's everything we wish we would've done
Everything we wish that we could go back and change
But we can't.
And that's the beauty of it all

-Listen
Can you not hear the weight these words have on my heart?
The silent tears slipping and sliding down my cheeks
Just to carry on and not worry
That's the only thing I want
But words leave scars buried deep within the heart
Scars that burn holes and leave empty spaces
Only to be filled with pain and doubt
Listen
Can you not hear the beating of my heart slowing to a stop?
My tears are coming to a halt
Time has frozen over
Love doesn't heal or conquer
It remains as it once was or is
It is all that you think it to be
So shatter the glass tears and mend the hole in my heart
For nothing can replace what was lost except for fear itself

-The thing under our bed is imaginary
Yet the void of fear is real
The subconscious living thing inside of us
Screams at us to come out
Replace the void of fear underneath the covers
The monster begs to get a taste of the emotions pent up inside
Banging and thrashing and chasing and screaming and hitting
Until it all goes to silence
For the monster has broken loose
And everything fades to nothing.