Ok so this poem is dedicated to my favourite authorAvaViolet, Jessica. 'She's With Me" series is by far the best books I have read. OMG I love it sooo much :) If you haven't read it, you need to. Sorry for the spoilers.
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Like a fugitive, I was always on the run.
I couldn't show my true self under the evening sun.
Yet again, a new identity they presented before me.
It's such a contrast with who I was meant to be.
They informed me that this was for my own protection.
As such, nothing about my past I should mention.
24/7 I have to be looking over my shoulders.
Replaying the events of my life like my own crime filled folders.
The aim was to go through senior year with my head down and going unnoticed.
But it seems like drama follows me around like a 'kick me' sign written on a post-it.
But, I had made great friends along the way.
Still, I don't think that will be enough for me to stay.
I am not only doing this for my protection.
I refuse to let their lives accompany mine to this deadly location.
Among 'The Boys' you stood out.
Your shitty attitude at first, but you eventually warmed up to me, causing the fire trying to engulf me to burn out.
Your calculating gray eyes always seem to notice things others dont.
I can't allow you to know me, no I won't.
But being so close to you I'm afraid I might slip.
My mind says to let you go, but my heart needs the connection, holding on like a vice grip.
You showered me with your support and protection.
And for that, my heart always direct me to your location.
The world sees your stoic expression plastered in place.
But now, when you look at me, all I see is the love and affection written all over your face.
I trust you more than I've ever trusted in my entire life.
Your name is etched to my heart, impaling me like a sharp knife.
I opened the door that led to my past.
And you stayed with me, giving me comfort, I can say my burden was lifted at last.
When the demon eventually shows up, trying to take me to hell.
I know you'll be fighting by my side in our quest to conjure a vanquishing spell.
If there is one thing from my 17 years of existence I can cite.
Colliding into you that day was one of the greatest things that turned out right.
No matter what we'll go through,
I solemly swear that I'll stay with you.
To everyone I will be their Amelia.
But to you, I'll forever be your Thea.
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