October 6th, 2009
I find myself hiding,
in corners of my mind,
I was raised like this,
my walls can’t be broken down.
I’ve been placed here,
built the bricks up high,
and I’m scared to climb over,
because they’re too wobbly.
There’s no foundation,
they’re trying to break down,
and I find myself scared,
even if it’s what I want.
I need to let them in,
I lead them to the door,
just a step more,
then I lock myself in.
September 27th, 2009
Piled up,
too much to keep to myself,
but what doesn’t kill me –
will keep me no weaker than I was before.
Saying goodbye is never easy,
but it wasn’t like that,
I was pulled away,
compelled to go,
and didn’t even have a chance to say –
I’m leaving.
Pulling through dark tunnels,
this is who I’ve become,
and there’s no going back.
I found myself in the cold arms of the darkness,
and I don’t think I can let go –
of this side of me –
that I found myself to like.
The mirror must be getting old,
because it’s not working quite right,
and I can’t even seem to find myself in it.
Looking for something,
but I don’t know you anymore,
and I don’t even know myself,
and all I’m finding are these stop signs –
that await my presence.
September 20th, 2009
You have to face it
Because it’s real
What you think doesn’t matter
They don’t care how you feel
They’re all going to judge you
But they’ll never know
What it’s like to be you
Because none of it shows
And even if it did
They’ll never care
And you’ll have to move on
Because they won’t always be there
And I know that it hurts
And that you’ll want to cry
But you have to stay strong
Even when you want to die
Because as cold as it is
And as weak as you are
You’ll move right through it
Because you’re going to go far
Doll Poetry 