May 13


My bravery is wavering and I cannot see the shore

I trip and fall and can’t talk anymore

My love blame is a game made for two of a kind

One who is naive and one who has lost their mind

At this age a seashell is one to be loved

A grain of sand like a star from above

Today was the day you decided to live

Call Amber and breath in the words she would give

Laugh at the ridiculous barrier

It's been taking a toll on your character

To taunt the people that we love

So they might find heaven above

But words are sorrow when spoke with a breaking voice

And pain is never a readers choice

For tears are shallow drops of water

Holding no one responsible but the author

Hold me not responsible for the things a heart has to give

But stand up, breath deep, and decide to live.


  • Author: AlinaVanderson (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 17th, 2018 09:31
  • Comment from author about the poem: please don't copy but comments always make my day
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • SLR

    Your 'Words are sorrow ...line and the very last line are really profound. Good post. Lots of feeling.

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