Time crawls on.
I look around and see moments, Lifetimes, Full of love and desperate fear Beginning and ending and beginning again. Will I keep my promises? (I think this is going to be a year of growing pains. How much is growing and how much is pain depends on me, I think, and at the very least I want to grow a lot.) I'm really grateful for this past year, too. I know that they blend into each other a little bit as we get older but I'm grateful for the friends I've made, for the challenges I've overcome (no matter how small), for the stories I've read and heard, for the time I've spent with family--everything. This has been a good year. I'm grateful to you too, whoever you are, whenever you're reading this. Thank you for caring enough to read some teenager's bad poetry. I hope you find something worth reading!! - Atlas
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And oh,
We could paint the city a thousand shades of red And it would look the same to me This place, which I was born and raised in This place, where I have seen so much Yet there is still so much more to be discovered. This is my home. I was born here but I chose it too And you wonder Why I am not filled with wanderlust. I'm not sure how much I actually AGREE with the poem (like, kind of? but also not really. maybe I'll do another poem about it next time) - Atlas Oh,
But I am so unspeakably proud Of us Of everything we've built Between us Around us Because of us Look around. Look at this place - Atlas I am naught
But a novice storyshaper Sticking my hands into the clay Time and time again Until I build something Strong enough to last Hmmmm - Atlas And I could know you as well as breathing
For years and years and years And you would never know the most important truths about me Not because I was not willing to share But because you never cared enough to ask I could let the secrets of my heart fall into your palm and you would treat them like pocket change - Atlas You are made of sunshine
The warm kind Soft That slips through my window In shades of pink, orange, and yellow On winter mornings Hmmmmmm - Atlas I would like to say thank you
For your life And the kindness you shared with others You did not deserve to have the world thrust upon your shoulders But you held your burdens like a king. It's a powerful story, I think, no matter what you believe - Atlas Don't worry,
This is just a dream. When you wake up tomorrow Everything you're afraid of Will have gone away And nothing will be real Ever again. Bluh -Atlas I cling to these moments of you
They are precious, fleeting And as I wrap my arms around you I try to convince myself That even if this cannot last forever There will still be a few moments more Before the end. I'm afraid of all the pain that comes with growing up - Atlas I watched the silence carefully
Searching for any answers It might care to reveal But with a sly glance And a wink It shattered Back into the safe anonymity of noise. Does this make sense? not really. but do I care? no - Atlas |
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