By: Alison Dankmeyer
Today for second I wished,
A pause that I needed to take.
Held tight were my eyes to the pillow,
Delayed was the motion to wake.
A moment was needed to listen,
To the silence that filled the new day.
A moment to be more decisive,
About the self that I want to portray.
Sometimes I wish I felt pretty.
Sometimes I wish I was more.
Sometimes I wish I could vanish,
Through a promising wide-door.
Sometime I wish I felt needed.
But the wishes of maybe are countless,
And the hours do not disagree,
That time makes a habit of slipping away
And there's only one chance to be me.
I'll always know when I'm tired,
And I'll always know each mistake.
I'll always know when I'm happy,
And I'll always know when I'm fake.
I'll never regret that which happens,
I'll never deny a good friend.
I'll never, on purpose, harm my own heart,
I'll be there for ME in the end.
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Poems and More
PoesíaThere is poems from people I like. There's poems I wrote. I write monologues, short screen plays. I'm going to post them for you guys check out, but please don't copy right unless you ask me first. :)
