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Slytherclaw Girl Poem
I told you not to stop dreaming
Told you never to stop hoping
But I guess you couldn't hold back from screaming
Guess you couldn't master the art of coping
But darling, it's not too late
Don't stop believing too soon
The world is not only filled with hate
Your world seems darker than the moon
How have you managed for so long?
To cling onto this night sky
Staying so so strong
Whilst always wanting to cry
How have you managed to live without hope?
It's like your soul is gone
Your life resembles a skipping rope
As if you are always trying to go on
That all changes now darling
No one can live without the substance known as dreams
Dreams are sparkling
It's up to you to go and drown those screams
Don't stop believing in yourself
Because dreams take us places
They take us out of the darkness
And into the spaces
Those spaces of light and hope, of happiness and wonder
They take you out of the thunder
So don't stop believing
Everything will be alright
Copyright © Slytherclaw Girl | Year Posted 2016
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Slytherclaw Girl Poem
Oh my gosh darling, your eyes
They shimmer in the darkness, but remain pale in light
How is it possible that they could mask everything
How can you control them to do your bidding...
I wondered why your eyes were so shiny at night
But why, in the morning, the glisten was gone
The shimmer that your tears created
The shimmer that they used to hold
All gone, with the arrival of morning
Never once again could I see the life in them
As if your soul had come out and never returned
Until your night comes and you shrink to the darkness
And in the darkness you are consoled
Worries and fears, flood out with all those tears that you shed
But morning comes again
And your eyes go back to what they once were
Oh my gosh darling, your eyes
They are the barrier to those secrets you hide inside
Why would you not want to show their beauty
Their radiance
Their light
Why would you just shed from them the tears that have fallen
Why would you never have them glisten in the morning
Are those steel gray pupils the key to the inside?
Oh my gosh darling, I wish I could see your eyes.
Copyright © Slytherclaw Girl | Year Posted 2016
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Slytherclaw Girl Poem
I was once a little girl
One who looked at the world
As a place filled with hopes and dreams
But this wasn't for long, as life has that way of throwing those screams
Right when you weren't asking for them
I was once a little girl
Who took everything for granted
I had nothing to be thankful for, nothing to truly appreciate,
I realize now how stupid I was, for it is the things that I took for granted that suddenly vanished
I was once a little girl
Who looked up to her parents, who thought that they could do everything for me
But that too, I realized, was not true
Because in the end, even parents have their limits, there was no hope that they could always let me be
I was once a little girl
Who wanted to be like her mother
But now I realize how stupid I was
Because sometimes our loved ones are the ones that teach us lessons we can use to hurt others
Not help, but hurt.
I was once a little girl,
Who thought that my family could do it all
Who thought there was no one better than them
Thought they could catch me from my every fall
But now I realize how different reality is
From those fantasies that I made up
I was once a little girl,
Who thought my parents would care for me, would stay with me, forever
I now realize how stupid I was
Because my parents, weren't there to stay,
They were there to give me a small push
But they didn't stay
They left me to find my own path
In a place, called life
I once was a little girl,
Who thought that my parents would believe in me
But that too, was not reality
Sure, they cared about everything except my life and well being
They cared about my studies and my sports, but my truths and secrets I have never revealed.
I was once a little girl
Who thought that she could tell her parents anything
But that too, wasn't true,
Because in the end, through punishments from truth and praise from lies,
Did I only learn to tell those fake truths
Because I didn't want to be hurt
I was once a little girl
Who thought that friendships were things that were able to carry on through a lifetime,
But that wasn't true,
They ended one by one,
I am no longer that little girl
Who mixed up fact with fantasy and fantasy with fact
I have seen my parent's dark side
Experienced pain
Seen my life without things that I had taken for granted.
Copyright © Slytherclaw Girl | Year Posted 2016
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Slytherclaw Girl Poem
Times are ticking, clocks stand still,
Yet memories flood, and flood they will.
Although the past comes trickling through,
The future is present with things to do.
Though hello is easy to say,
Toward departure I'll have to sway.
For holding up my conscious gloom,
Is no good to sweep up what is doomed.
I have parted, parted I will,
No one can make the clocks stand still.
Copyright © Slytherclaw Girl | Year Posted 2017
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