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Laci Nelson Poem
Snow White
Laci Nelson
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Do I even know myself at all
Who is this person in the glass
Is that my face, or just a mask...
Reflections are so easy on the eyes
when eyes are blind and so are lies
I'm scared of what I cannot see
I'm scared of what I might not be...
I stare into the deep brown holes
And try to look into my soul
Behind a wall I've built up strong
Are my intentions good or maybe wrong...
I grasp these thoughts
this strange unknown
of who I am and what i dont yet know
Im only me, a hopeless girl
living in an even more hopeless world...
I know I dont know
who we are
I know i dont know
where to fall
when living gets old and old gets older
to feel what its like when life is over...
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
So whose the fairest of them all?
It's not the beauty for which i search
but things of intangibilty that just might lurk...
Behind our skin that hides our souls
Behind those thoughts we do not know
They say that Beauty is only skin deep
Which leaves a decision of which to keep
Your body or your soul...
Copyright © Laci Nelson | Year Posted 2008
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Laci Nelson Poem
Oxymoron
Voices whisper little screams
Sweet little lies of corrupted innocence
Made up of words of numbers
And put forth in screams of silence
I walk inside the exit
Looking for what I can’t get
Take a left down the right side
Into the outside,
And realize exactly where I am
Lost
My rights make more wrongs
While my wrongs make me feel right
About who I am, who I am
Not
The same old faces
I never knew
Same old places
They still aren’t you
Or me
The same honest lies
unjustfully true
The evidence of no traces
Lead me to exactly to
Where I will not find you
Away from it all
Stuck in the middle
Of a crowd where I hide
Alone
Someone follows
Right behind my steps
That I do not take
So I start walking
Backwards
And yes I will
Make a perfectly correct mistake
Who are you?
Where are you?
You and you and you….
I’m not me.
Copyright © Laci Nelson | Year Posted 2009
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Laci Nelson Poem
Change my mind, my heart, my soul
I wonder if I am broken
Challenge my thoughts, my spirit, my pride
I still have not yet spoken
Take my hand and pull me near
But be aware that I might fear
The closeness that comes with touching.
Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies
your deepest thoughts are nothing in size
to what I feel
to what I dream
to why and what
and when I leave
this world behind and move along
I may be mistaken,
But I'm not wrong
These words are my attempt to change
a person who was once a slave
to who she did not know
A story told, a story lost
a compromise of pen and thoughts
I cannot even begin to show
of who is what and what I know
Trying gets me closer, true
But emotions still get caught
deep inside they smelter
my dying ember of a heart.
Now hope is gone
but yet it's found
It reawakens with the sound
of life beating my mind awake....
Copyright © Laci Nelson | Year Posted 2008
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Laci Nelson Poem
I walk outside
The wind is blowing
my thoughts away
I stand up straight
and it cuts right through me
giving me a sense of euphoria
bringing out my insecurities
Its strange those words
contrandict eachother
yet form such a
justifying sentence
They cancel eachother out
leaving me with nothing
but a blank piece of paper
covered with meaningless words
Perhaps instead,
I should have said
The wind is blowing
my mind away.....
Copyright © Laci Nelson | Year Posted 2008
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Laci Nelson Poem
Sometimes I speak
just to make sure
the words still come out of my mouth
with sense
I never really
say the things
I truly mean,
those thoughts come out
so much easier
on paper
I think the world
is a shallow, heartless place
to spend forever
dwindling away,
dying
So I make sense of this doom
with ridicule and humor
even though I understand
Life isn't funny
So what is it?
Copyright © Laci Nelson | Year Posted 2008
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Laci Nelson Poem
Dont you ever wonder
Just what life can be
If only you knew the answer
How easy it might seem
You see, we are all prisoners
stuck hopelessly inside our own skin
we never know if what we know
is worth the keeping in
how can we be who we are
if who we are is not
we are all what weve created
in hopes of being not
just another person
in an even more hopeless world
our thoughts become our passions
and passions are easily lost
to who we know and what they know
we affect our every thought
a war of who who is better
a war of endless hope
a war to try to figure out
if we are what we have hoped
so tell me this with honesty
and tell me this to see
if you are you and i am me
and we become what we cant be
then how are we to live?
Copyright © Laci Nelson | Year Posted 2008
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