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Shalyce Watson-Carrington Poem
I need a second to breathe.
In the mirror, I trace the lines
The weight of my body seeping out the confines
Nineteen summers yet shadows remain
I wish and I hope but my thoughts are tangled in pain
I need a minute to think.
I scroll through the pictures, everyone’s smiles so bright
Flawless skin glowing in soft, golden light
But here I am, a girl with a heart that is heavy
Wondering when it’s my turn, aren’t I ready?
I need an hour to process.
My tears stain my face in the dark of my room
Regretting even leaving my own mothers womb
The room is stuffy, my throat feels tight
I don’t know what I might do with this knife
I need a day to myself.
Do people truly like me now?
Is there anyone who would want me around?
Even for a day I wish god would allow
A place where I can feel safe and sound
I need a week to cry.
Though my tears have long since dried
I wish there was someone in which I could confide
I still feel alone and without love
It seems that being ugly is something I’m not above
I need a month to recharge.
I find myself too tired and weary
The future always seems so dreary
To truly tackle all of this hardship
I must consider the strength of my grip
I need a year to heal.
I’ve never gone without the pain
Peace comes across as unfamiliar
It is now my turn to gain
Time for happiness to become familiar
Copyright © Shalyce Watson-Carrington | Year Posted 2025
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Shalyce Watson-Carrington Poem
In azure depths, her eyes reside
They gleam like sapphires, or a deep sea tide
They are like a hidden sea,
I get sucked in, but I know I would be free,
Her gaze though piercing, was like a gentle oceans sway,
Whispering the memories of a forgotten summers day
A dark night, those eyes are like a starry sky
Like Medusa, if you look you will surely die
Within those eyes is a world so vast,
In their corners, shadows are cast
In those eyes love takes flight,
Like a kaleidoscope of colors her eyes shine, pure and bright
They captured my heart with their captivating hue,
They created our love story, both old and new
They hold my broken heart, which its deep gaze can mend
It gives me a haven of hope, of our beginning not our end
Those azure eyes, they were like windows into her soul,
They revealed a destiny that we would soon unfold,
Those eyes capered with laughter and twinkled with delight,
They led my lost soul to a path that was right
Her gaze was a lighthouse for a ship in a stormy sea,
Guiding ships to a place where they could be free
In those deep eyes, a feeling of serenity resides
A sanctuary where our love never hides
Copyright © Shalyce Watson-Carrington | Year Posted 2025
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