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Autumn Nelson Poem
The Road I Travel
The road I walk,
I walk alone.
Only my shadow,
Hears my cries.
My heart is empty,
Empty as the road I walk.
My blood pumps cold,
As my heart becomes heavy.
I search my soul,
Searching for some amount of faith.
People ask me how I feel,
I tell my truth as it is real.
Naked as though,
I had no clothes.
Unseen as though,
I did not exist,
Unheard as though,
I had no voice.
Abandoned as though,
I was not wanted.
Numb as though,
I had no emotions.
This is the road I walk,
The only road I’ve ever traveled.
Copyright © Autumn Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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Autumn Nelson Poem
My Painful Disguise
Every other night,
When I look into my eyes,
I see a sad sight,
Cause my heart is in a screaming plight.
All my life,
I’ve walked a thin line,
I wish it went fine,
But all in all not many have been kind.
Whenever things seem to be alright,
I begin to fall and then I die,
As it happens every time,
I wonder have I committed some crime.
Then I put on an actresses mask,
And pray the pain disappears fast,
As it gets harder to act,
I know the fake joy won’t last.
My heart is covered in black lace,
And its quickly losing it’s pace,
While the noise gets louder in this place,
I notice tears running down my face.
As I look around,
My ice cold soul pounds,
When no happiness can be found,
I faster than lightening slam into the ground.
Every time I hit the ground,
There’s this deafening sound,
The more I crash it gets even more loud,
I wonder if someday it will make me drowned.
Deep down inside,
I wonder if I’ll ever shine,
Then I get these negative vibes,
That dig like a thousand knives.
I continue to wonder if this life is a joke,
Because years ago no one heard me when I spoke,
When my emotions inside broke,
No one cared so I began to choke.
As time passes the hurt grows even more,
So I begin searching for an open door.
My eyes must be poor,
Because I can’t find even one door,
Even when I’m around other people,
I feel like I’m in an empty room.
Because my heart continues to haunt me ghostlike,
And over my head it looms,
When the world seems bright,
I still feel haunted by this gloom.
I wonder in my heart and mind frightened,
Is there going to be more doom.
My life seems to be in slow motion,
Even through all this horrifying commotion,
I begin to crack and ignore my emotions,
Suddenly my heart halts with no motion.
Every other night,
I search my fading eyes,
And wonder why,
I’ve given up my fight.
I dream of escaping this pain,
The way people escape the pouring rain,
But the aching digs like needles in my veins,
Everyday I fear I’ll quickly go insane.
Every other day and night,
I ask myself why,
And what I did I do in my life,
To have to live in such a painful disguise.
Copyright © Autumn Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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Autumn Nelson Poem
The Way It Should Be
I fell in love,
In the process I fell down.
I crashed into the unknown,
As I crashed into the ground.
There has to be another way,
To escape this deafening sound.
So I searched and searched,
Until a better way was found.
This way may hurt me.
But it will be great to leave.
There is no other way for me to see,
There needs to be space in between.
There is no other path,
Forget about the aftermath,
This is the way it should be.
I saw you today,
But suddenly I went blind.
My heart went stone cold,
I realized you are not my kind.
I know now,
There is somebody else I need to find.
So my heart and soul,
Will just leave you behind.
Copyright © Autumn Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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Last Chance
A second chance,
At romance.
I gave you time,
And still you lied.
I swear I tried,
But my heart lost its life.
I began to cry,
Every day and night.
I thought you knew,
But in the end my heart got screwed.
I’m sorry is what you would say,
Just for me to hear it every other day.
If I had known it was a game,
I swear I would have never played.
Now you want me back,
I’m sorry but I cant give you that.
This is not the end,
We can still be friends.
But as for romance,
There is no third chance.
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Autumn Nelson Poem
The Frog
Hippity hop,
From rock to rock,
He came to me.
I stared in wonder,
Watched him in all his splendor.
Suddenly he spoke,
I thought “I haven’t gone crazy I hope”.
He said “you are not crazy,
But you sure have become lazy.”
You see his pond had became green,
In weeks it had not be cleaned.
I glanced at him in shock,
He said “don’t waste the clock.
If I die,
In who would you confide?”
You see I told him of all my troubles,
And all of my childhood stumbles.
Then hippity hop,
From rock to rock,
He went away.
For a moment I did not sway.
Then I cleaned his pond,
that’s how I did respond.
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That Woman Over There
The way she talks,
Makes my heart stop.
She makes me want to talk,
Stops me cold from my tough walk.
She makes me go crazy,
Cause she’s got the way of a lady.
She makes the pain drop,
Makes the clock stop.
Time stands still,
When it’s her voice I hear.
She is my addiction,
Makes me forget the affliction.
I had years of pain,
I started to go insane.
Then she came into my life,
And the stars shined bright.
That woman over there,
I want her over here.
I want her to stay longer than a while,
Cause she knows just how to make my heart smile.
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Autumn Nelson Poem
Sea of Loneliness
Upon the sea of loneliness I once rode.
The burden of sorrows I have towed.
Waves crashed upon me so fierce.
Through my heart the cold winds pierced.
Heavy rains tore through my sails.
On this journey I swore I would not fail.
Surrounded by darkened clouds,
My silent voice became so loud.
Thunder boomed all around,
But my heartbeat became the only sound.
Lightening ripped through the black night.
For my damaged soul I began to fight.
Through the waves and heavy rain I fought.
Praying that serenity would be brought.
Through the winds and torrid thunder I did last.
Leaving behind a painful past.
Through the lightening I did ride.
A day at a time I have survived.
Upon the sea of loneliness I once rode.
Now peace and love is what my heart holds.
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River of Tears
Deep down inside,
I wonder if there will ever be a time.
When I’ll show at least one smile,
If only for a little while.
Through my troubles I try to weave,
My confusion and chaos I attempt to leave.
I have made to many mistakes,
But my soul I struggle not to forsake.
My heart has always been alone,
Through it no hope has shown.
It continues to quiver,
Its been torn to slivers.
As I feel my searing pain,
I realize my emotions have been slain.
I realize my fears,
have formed a river of tears.
But there’s nobody there,
No soul that seems to care.
Copyright © Autumn Nelson | Year Posted 2011
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