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Old poems

  • 30-07-2004 9:29pm
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 96 ✭✭


    Some stuff I dug out of the archives. . . . .

    Catherine Wheel 1997 (aged 11)

    Catherine wheel swirling through the air
    Playfully twisting without a care
    On halloween night you begin to dance
    And round and round and round you prance
    Dazzling, shimmering to all around
    Then you stop, your flames fall to the ground
    Alas it was a shame to see you go
    But you'll be here, next year I know


    Untitled 2000 (aged 15)

    Happiness drifts further away
    I find it harder still to stay
    Bewildered and confused, alone, betrayed
    These are some of the feelings I have
    Nobody notices, no one cares
    They don't see how low I am

    I feel like I'm trapped, buried alive
    No way to escape and no light from outside
    No matter how much I try
    Nothing comes of it, everything crumbles and falls
    The peices of the puzzle do not fit anymore
    I feel like I'm blind and can't find the door

    People I trusted, people who cared
    Leave me alone at the bottom of stairs
    Which twist and wind up through the sky
    To a place called normality
    No longer seen by my eyes


    Life 2002 (aged 16)

    Life is endless
    Life is meaningless
    Life is a battle leaving me tired and broken
    I know all the words but never are they spoken
    Barbed wire claws all round me
    No one hears my screams
    Life isn't the diamond that it once seemed

    So why don't I do it?
    Jump and be free
    No can stop this
    Its only me
    Life is endless
    Life is tough
    Have I really had enough?


    Reading back over all this makes me realise that I don't actually feel that bad anymore, in comparison to what I used to. . . . I hope this helps someone out there see that there is light at the end of the tunnel. Even if its only myself :)
    Heres to the day when I write about fireworks again!


Comments

  • Hosted Moderators Posts: 5,945 ✭✭✭BEAT


    very nice,
    you have a talent for writing, you should put it to good use ;)


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