Take A BowHe says your name,Take A Bow2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Your breath catches in your throat.
Eyes deep brown,suddenly grow cold,
The hate and insults are getting old.
Thin legs now weak,your future seems so bleak.
The tears fill your eyes,you can't see now.
His hands push you toward the crowd,
So please, Just Take A Bow
She says those words,
My breath catches in my throat.
Eyes crystal clear,suddenly fill with tears.
My legs feel numb,I cannot move,
You look at me like i am utterly dumb.
I choke on my own words,she kept me alive.
My heart was stripped of love,
I have nothing now.
So go ahead, Take A Bow
They play back your journey, I was there all the way.
Tears well up in your eyes, but you won't let anyone see,
how much it's hurt you and me.
I cry myself to sleep, you probably do to,
Something only we can see through.
Go ahead. Take A Bow
My Inspiration- Haley ReinhartI really haven't told many people why I love Haley Reinhart so much. Silly,it seems, i know. How can you love someone you have never even met or talked to. I know it is possible because every morning I wake up with hope that maybe she's written a song to inspire me even more. True, to a normal person, she is just some girl from American Idol that didn't even win. So how can she possibly be inspiring? To most people who ask me "Why are you inspired by her?" I just say, " You probably never understand." This is true. Nobody will ever really know how much my life has been affected by her. It has been flipped 180 degrees. Her music came to me in a very dark time, a time when I was doing bad things, and even thinking them. Honestly, to those who have read this far, and want to know more, I appreciate your time, and I hope you have someone in your life who has affected you in the same way.My Inspiration- Haley Reinhart3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I remember standing in my bathroom, a blade preessed up against my skin. This was the one and on
Red RosesLeave a red rose,Red Roses2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
and shovel on the dirt.
No one knows how I've been hurt.
Break your back as you work,
to try and cover all the blood I've shed.
I can start to see her,
as I rise above the pain.
And in this life I know
that the roses will be red again.
This night is cold,
a vibrant chill in the air.
My very breath dies,
turning to haunting ghosts.
You've grown quite bold
to try and stop me or get in my way.
For all I see is how this is like glass.
Better to leave broken than repaired.
You tell me pretty lies.
Yet here I stand, and here I bleed.
Staining roses red for the life I lead without need.
I'll let my memories fade to a dream.
Where everything is how it should be.
Come and make me lose how I feel.
Take this away, make me forget.
All the roses will be red,
with every fear and every regret.