That Little Girl (another poem, some people said it was my best ever)

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She never knew how
She affected so many
Other people who
Knew she had a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She’s still here, in our
Hearts, forever. She’s also
Talking to you now, and she
Never knew she would have a bright future.

See that little girl?
She is so different,
Yet she’s the same,
She knows you, as I know you,
She’s not another girl,
We’re the same girl of the same future.

You know that little girl?
She had dreams, so many
Dreams, some would take her
So far away, and would
Show her a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She cried herself to sleep
So many nights. She never
Wanted to be perfect, but some
People think that, and of her bright future.

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She thought she was so little,
So unimportant, so useless,
Why did no one tell her otherwise?
She almost thought, really almost
Thought she wouldn’t have a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She’s still here with you,
She may seem so grown up,
But just watch and listen,
She still has to have a bright future.

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She thought she was nothing.
She once thought life was pointless.
If only we could go back into the past,
And tell her that she has a bright future.

Remember that little girl?
She wants to know if you,
Yes, you, believe in magic.
Magic has happened to her already,
And showed her she has a bright future.

See that little girl?
She reminds me
Of someone of the past,
Another little girl,
A girl with a bright future.

You know that little girl?
She never knew how
She affected so many
Other people who
Knew she had a bright future.

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Falling in a Nightmare (another one of my poems)

I know I need to find an answer soon,
Everything hurts, and I want the pain to go away,
Yet the pain is not physical, but it hurts much worse,
And I have to bear it every day.

I can’t ever be more than I am,
And I feel lost more than ever,
Why expect more of me?
But people will, forever and ever.

Losing grip on reality,
It’s slipping from my hands,
The sea of despair takes me,
I’m sinking in quicksand.

Shake me awake; don’t listen to my protests,
Remind me that it’s only just a dream,
It’s tearing me apart, or at least I think,
And I can’t trust you, or any other, as nothing is as it seems.

Always, always, I remember one thing:
What comes before a reality?
Before the reality is a dream,
As we dream in fantasies.

When we fall, you must get back up,
There will always be a time when you’ll stumble,
When broken, you have to fix yourself,
But beside a mountain, you can easily crumble.

I’ll never say yes,
But I can’t say no,
I can try my best,
But I still don’t know which way to go.

One Last Time (one of my poems)

I wanted to see you one last time,
Before you left me forever,
What more could I ask?
All I want is my sister.

I wanted to tell you one last time,
That I loved you,
But I didn’t, and my sorrow is too huge,
Much too huge to be true.

I wanted to say I couldn’t survive without you,
That I just can’t live on any more,
But then I thought of what you would think of me,
You would help me like when I was sore.

I wanted to hug you one last time,
To kiss you on the cheek,
But you left without letting me,
And that left a long, hurting streak.

I wanted to just see you one last time,
Before you left me forever,
What more could I ask?
All I want is my sister.

I wanted to be assured that everything was okay, one last time,
That I was a good girl,
That you were there for me,
But I had to learn that this was a cruel world.

I wanted you to be by my side, one last time,
Just that you may give me advice,
But of course it won’t happen,
Only if fate was nice.

I wanted to read with you at night, one last time,
That we may enjoy one more book,
I would cry and ask you to read again,
You would say that tomorrow we would take another look,

I wanted to just see you one last time,
Before you left me forever,
What more could I ask?
All I want is my sister.

I wanted to fall apart, for I knew there were no last times,
To die, to be taken to pieces,
I never thought I could live without you,
Even if I had a life of silks and laces.

I wish I could hold you, sister, one last time,
You were my idol, you were my north star,
You were the one I looked up to,
You were the one who took my dreams afar,

I wish that life was nice, for one last time,
I wish that I could do everything with you,
Things that would last a lifetime,
Things that were nice and new,

I wish that tears don’t fall, for one last time,
I wish that my heart could mend,
I wish it could heal,
But I just lost my best friend.

I wanted to just see you one last time,
Before you left me forever,
What more could I ask?
All I want is my sister.