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Sophie Wilson Poem
I wrote you a letter,
and then another letter,
and another, and another,
until I wrote you a word.
So I wrote you a word,
and then another word,
and another, and another,
until I wrote you a sentence.
So I wrote you a sentence,
and then another sentence,
and another, and another,
until I wrote you a letter.
I hope it finds you as I found you.
Yours truly,
Yours, truly.
Copyright © Sophie Wilson | Year Posted 2018
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Sophie Wilson Poem
There's a boy,
You can guess how this proceeds,
He feels you with joy,
Making you smile with ease,
Only he's out of your league,
You're ugly and gross,
Filled with fatigue,
He's more attractive than most,
When he smiles your breath stops,
His voice is what makes your heart skip beats,
But when the daydream drops,
And your eye actually meets,
You know he's the perfect one,
The guy you've been waiting for,
Only the stories not done,
You know he doesn't like you anymore,
You two just don't combine,
He's better than you,
He'll leave you behind,
You know it's true.
Copyright © Sophie Wilson | Year Posted 2018
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Sophie Wilson Poem
Dangerous dreams flood
over me in darkness and
the weight of them drowns me
like a tidal wave
sinking me into my mattress
and spiraling me through the
rabbit hole on the other side
to somewhere on sixth street
forcing me into an open bar
where smoke rings create halos
and whiskey is the new smell of Christmas
mixed drinks and shots in dayglow tubes
round out the festive occasion
but I have no reason to celebrate
and I wish I could find anywhere
everywhere to be but here
I can feel the stench of this
clinging to me like sweat and
it would take holy water
to rinse away the sins
you're begging me to commit
you portray joy and laughter
but I know desperation that
comes with the sunrise
clawing like a vampire
to the creases of darkness
to repeat the cycle of finding
an elixir to calm my nerves
so I push, shove, and run my
way to consciousness
vowing not today
one more day
just for today
I stay clean
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Sophie Wilson Poem
What a magical night.
I drowned in your caress.
I'll always remember how cute you looked.
In your silk mini dress.
Pretty long legs.
All lovely and tan.
Looking so good.
You could light up a baseball stand.
When you walked.
All the guys' heads did turn.
For a moment with you.
They would walk through fire.
And get burned.
Copyright © Sophie Wilson | Year Posted 2018
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Sophie Wilson Poem
My mothers' perfume.
The scents throughout the day are wondrous,
And not at all like fungus.
Filled with love and delight,
Sometimes reminding me of campsites.
My mothers' perfume.
Keeping me calm through the rain,
And not causing me pain.
My mothers' perfume,
Is what keeps me happy at night,
When I wrap up tight.
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Sophie Wilson Poem
A lonesome figure stood upon the crashing waves
Extended arms to the darkest skies
Screaming out her fury at the heavens above
For the bitter storms she had survived
Tears streamed from weary eyes so tired of battle
Small shoulders shook in agony
Cursing the very things that made her stronger
As this, she could not see
Why me? She moaned and wailed in a mournful tone
Hot fear still gripping her heart
While forgetting that she was alive and well to cry
The most incredibly, important part
Those bitter storms will come and they will pass
They will never stay too long
Remember when you are screaming out in fury
It is The Storms that make you strong.
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Sophie Wilson Poem
I want you to have it all
My soul, my mistakes, my heart,
You have the key to my innermost thoughts
Slowly unlocking every door
That shades you from me, from what I don't want you to see
MY TRUE COLORS
Running away from you, from the one who
relates, listens, and appreciate me for who
I AM
Chasing you away from my heart, willing to feel lonely
Just so you won't have a way to hurt me.
Constantly chasing you in circles never knowing where it began
and where it will end
You've unlocked everything, you've seen
my fears, my secrets, my joy,
Only one door left as you open it all you see
is a MIRROR, my biggest fear
facing fear itself, my mistakes
MYSELF
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Sophie Wilson Poem
Some may say I'm lonely - but they don't have a clue.
I have the best friend there could possibly be.
I may not be able to see him, but why should that matter?
I know that I can trust him - he won't tell a soul.
Not like "real people" who lie, cheat and snitch on you.
My friend may be nameless, but he is always here for me.
Not like you.
You come and go as you please; you hurt me and betray me.
You say "I'm just a phone call away."
Yet when I call, you never pick up.
He is always there - just a thought away;
He never lies;
Never cheats;
Never snitches.
Do you honestly blame me for having "trust issues"?
Well, that's your problem.
Copyright © Sophie Wilson | Year Posted 2018
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