Poems from Corrie Pearson
I've always loved to write, its a therapy form for me and something I hold dearly and could not live without... Most of my poetry tends to be on the darker side though so I am trying to experiment a little and step outside my comfort zone...
I can’t go back
I won’t go back
I escaped thru the cracks
Now that I’ve had a taste
I can’t come back from outter space
So take my hand...
What the Hell is going on??
Looking around and it looks like someone dropped a bomb.
The months, days, hours-where have they all gone??
If...
Elevator up,
Jolting motion so abrupt.
Did I push rewind?
In slow motion I lost my mind.
Not one single marble did I find...
A wicked invention of clever design,
Icicles dripping from a twisting vine,
Shades of the an evening sky,
Clouds taunting the...
So close yet so far,
Scared that your going to leave a scar.
Not quite ready to lower my guard.
Why is it you I long to touch?
It...