This was the first poem I ever wrote, on my own. This is also the happiest of all my poems. I wrote it because of a lot of things, it just sort of came to me.
How could such a small thing be so huge.
Taking those few precious steps.
Why is it so hard?
To forget the past,
to forget all of my feelings,
to forget all of the good times,
to forget all of you.
Turning that corner...
Wanting so much for you to be there with me.
Wanting to go back in time,
but knowing I never will.
Turning that corner...
How could I want you to be there but at the sometime fear your arrival.
Wanting to see your face.
But what will it look like?
Will it be sad, scared, hopeless, angry, hurt,
or worst of all will it be happy.
Turning that corner...
With one more step,
I hold my breath,
I stop unsure of myself,
wishing someone was there to guide me
Step
With the corner behind me...
Feeling refresh with all the anxiety off my chest.
Finally getting past you.
Becoming happy, for the first time in so long.
And then everything comes crashing down as I see it.
With the corner behind me...
The emotionless look on your face.
Have I hurt you that bad?
How could I cause so much pain to someone I once loved?
Still love...
With the corner behind me...
I wish I hadn't turned, if only I could go back.
The deepest feeling of sadness.
Wanting to run, hide, scream, cry,
be anywhere but here.
With the corner behind me...
I dread having to speak
my throat becoming dry.
Luckily you speak first "hi"
and with a smile.
With the corner behind me...
I know that everything will be ok.
Through only that small word,
all my emotion's melt away.. except for one.
With the corner behind me...
Happiness is what I feel.
I know that everything is not clear.
We will have to talk,
to sort things out but I push that thought away from my mind for now
because...
The corner's behind me.
There will always be more corners ahead of me,
but just like this one I will pass it, conquer it
only to see a new corner ahead of me.
Poetry by ebanieluver
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Written on 2006-07-14 at 06:29
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A New Beginning
Turning that corner...How could such a small thing be so huge.
Taking those few precious steps.
Why is it so hard?
To forget the past,
to forget all of my feelings,
to forget all of the good times,
to forget all of you.
Turning that corner...
Wanting so much for you to be there with me.
Wanting to go back in time,
but knowing I never will.
Turning that corner...
How could I want you to be there but at the sometime fear your arrival.
Wanting to see your face.
But what will it look like?
Will it be sad, scared, hopeless, angry, hurt,
or worst of all will it be happy.
Turning that corner...
With one more step,
I hold my breath,
I stop unsure of myself,
wishing someone was there to guide me
Step
With the corner behind me...
Feeling refresh with all the anxiety off my chest.
Finally getting past you.
Becoming happy, for the first time in so long.
And then everything comes crashing down as I see it.
With the corner behind me...
The emotionless look on your face.
Have I hurt you that bad?
How could I cause so much pain to someone I once loved?
Still love...
With the corner behind me...
I wish I hadn't turned, if only I could go back.
The deepest feeling of sadness.
Wanting to run, hide, scream, cry,
be anywhere but here.
With the corner behind me...
I dread having to speak
my throat becoming dry.
Luckily you speak first "hi"
and with a smile.
With the corner behind me...
I know that everything will be ok.
Through only that small word,
all my emotion's melt away.. except for one.
With the corner behind me...
Happiness is what I feel.
I know that everything is not clear.
We will have to talk,
to sort things out but I push that thought away from my mind for now
because...
The corner's behind me.
There will always be more corners ahead of me,
but just like this one I will pass it, conquer it
only to see a new corner ahead of me.
Poetry by ebanieluver
Read 635 times
Written on 2006-07-14 at 06:29
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