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I had a key, To my heart, It was only for me, To play my part. I gave away the key, To a boy,
I am quiet most of the time. I just stare and think. My words get frozen within my lungs. And I believe my thoughts are deadly. People tend to ask me, "why are you so quiet?"
It is two in the morning when I feel your warm hands begin to massage my feet. Two of us slumped over each other, tired-eyed, forgetting other life subsists
I am terrified I shelter my heart with my hands I am terrified to hurt and to hurt another I am terrified I am numb I am... numb I am terrified so please, please don't abandon me darling
I was no social butterfly, Especially in front of audiences, In that case I was kind of shy, Now I have learned that there is no reason to be scared, I've become more self-aware,
The clock ticks slowly Yet fast and maliciously Time is running out No time to flee Heart hammering Breath quickening Bones paralyzed Quaking with fear In shoes that are
Senior Year the Hault of the years I thought would never End back to faceless Freshmen where faces past Where Will I Go? What Will I Do? Buffer.. Buff... er...
I'm afraid of the fall, not the ground. I'm used to being on the ground, hitting the ground.
I had a dream last night, Too real to be ignored. It started out inside The mind's sequestered storm.
Its supposed to be like the magazines Loads of friend in highschool Choosing your prom dress Obsessing over dates But I'm starting college in a month I have a few friends And terrified of relationships
You are my goosebumps coming to life, The hair on the back of my neck that stands on end. You are the lump in my throat, The tightness in my chest and the butterflies in my stomach. You are my chapped lips,
What is the world just stopped turning? I may just give up. What if the world gave up? I could let everything go. What if the world let everything go? I would feel very scared.