Born so innocent.
Eyes not open,
For fear of seeing the world.
A mother and father
Who thought they could raise
A child
To their perfect standards.
Instead they got
Me.
I tried to survive
This world.
I tried to see
The good you inspired in me.
But starry nights and Mac N' Cheese
Couldn't keep me
From the realization
That every day I count
Is another second with them.
I'm sorry, Pete.
I didn't think
Life would end
So fast.
-Clara
P.S. I know this isn't how I write and kind of weird, but my mom just sent my stuff down (I'm moving in with my gran) and she shipped a thing of my sisters stuff down and in one of her books I found this poem to me. It's from the night before she died. I just wanted to share it because it meant something to me.
P.p.S. Sorry about the really long PS
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Tales of a Drowning Soul
PoetryThese are poems that will be happy, sad, odd, and many other things. They might be long or they might be short. And most likely they will be free verse. Also, most of them are about feelings, thoughts, things I'm going through, etc. (Some mature...
