I decided for 2017 to write a poem a day, obviously I am late but anyway here are 7 poems that was written a few years ago. I wanted to edit them so badly but I didn’t. Gosh these poems are bad. Let me know what you think.
1. Untitled – Written Summer of 2010
Happiness is supposed to comes naturally.
I am fully aware that this isn’t normal.
I promised a stupid boy a place in my world,
even though I don’t want him there.
I’m more sober than ever.
My speaking is clear, but my thoughts are cluttered.
2. WTF – Written sometime in 2011
Don’t understand the minds dynamics.
Spending time with chaos.
Carefree & destructive.
Mustering up the courage to put some distance.
Easier said than done.
Waves of guilt, not letting go.
Drunken smile and glittery eyes.
This makes no sense.
I want more.
3. Hello – Written sometime in 2010
Falling in love in health class wasn’t the plan.
Being late caused my seat to be taken.
I sat right behind her and unknowingly invited pain.
Silky hair and glowing eyes said hi.
In the midst of casual conversation something happens.
I’m awake now.
4. Walmart Runs – Written September 2011
The cold air burns my lungs.
Florida is supposed to be the sunshine state.
A 24 hour Walmart is my new solace
What can I possibly buy at 1 am?
Once upon a time I told someone the truth.
They used it against me and thought it would help.
I won’t make the same mistake again.
Thousands of miles away,
I need to find a better place for you.
I can’t have you escaping the corner of my mind.
5. Waves – Written August 2011
Violent night terrors and severe headaches.
My life is in a constant state of disarray.
My ears long for peace.
The little time I do sleep, my demons are wild.
I thank you for that cheap bracelet,
plastered in religious imagery that’s supposed to save me.
Open arms calm everything down,
But once you’re gone the demons come back.
6. Happy – Written 2009
Shh now, you have all the toys in the world.
You’re not sad
You’re tired or sick.
I don’t feel sick.
Why the face?
You have all the gadgets and gizmos in the world.
Nothing else should matter.
You have everything.
You’re not sad.
7. Where’s The Sun? – Written 2010
It’s been a storm for quite a while.
Learning to adapt wasn’t easy.
Swimming in madness & surviving.
Is this what an apocalypse is like?
Waiting for the day to be on land again.
“The storm will pass soon” – Someone wise.
Will I be as old as Rose?
I can’t wait for 80 something years.
These poems were all written by me Kori, obviously. They are so cringe worthy and written between the ages of 15 – 18. So what do you think? Do I need a hug?
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