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Anger

Posted: May 5, 2017 by chelseas01 in ChelseaS

Anger fluttered.

When anger arises, where does it come from?

Does it flow like a river?

Or does it rise like the sea?

Does it fall like rain?

Or does it explode, like fireworks in the sky on a hot summers night?

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End

Posted: May 5, 2017 by chelseas01 in ChelseaS

You end

Soon winter will come to an end

But before that it must begin

The short chilly days that only

End with long cold nights

Your days go by with the blink of an eye

But your nights pass in years of quicksand

You will end

We all do in time

Within Her

Posted: May 3, 2017 by chelseas01 in ChelseaS

Within her there is a fire burning bright

Brighter than the sun

Brighter than the moon and all the stars

But

Deep down inside her so deep, so hidden

There is a LOVE

But for what

Why does she hold it so deep even though it burns so bright

That she never lets anyone see

It’s not like she wants it this way

It’s not like she doesn’t want anyone to see

But

Every time she pulls open her rib cage to play for them a melody

They are to distracted by the smoke to realize what she has just done

Scribbles

Posted: May 3, 2017 by chelseas01 in ChelseaS

When she scribbled

Words were no longer just words

They were Feelings

 

When she scribbled

She could make words into worlds

When she scribbled

She made you feel.

 

 

Dreams

Posted: May 3, 2017 by chelseas01 in ChelseaS

When dreams mix with road dust

You absolutely realize

One split second can change

Your whole life

Change the way you think about everything

Change the way you you view your responsibilities

Change how you see tomorrow

Change the way you treat others

Change how you react to situations

For

It is when your rainbow ends

You find out what you are made of

And

Just how STRONG you can be!

About Time Somebody old Me

Posted: May 3, 2017 by chelseas01 in ChelseaS

It’s about time that somebody told me this…

I am smart.

I am talented.

I am going to succeed in life; because I am crazy enough to try.

I will achieve my dreams; after all dreaming is a form of planning.

I am pretty; Just not like everyone else.

I am going to get through this; it’s just another bump in the beautiful journey called life.

I am enough; maybe not for everyone, but for myself.

I am a blunt person, and there is nothing wrong with that. People can get over it.

I am awesome.

I am a good person.

I am a  good daughter.

I am a good listener; for those who need someone to care.

I am me, and there is no one I would rather be.

You Couldn’t

Posted: April 21, 2017 by chelseas01 in ChelseaS

I tried to talk to you about the good ole days

But you couldn’t remember

 

I tried to let you help me make baked spaghetti

But you couldn’t breathe

 

I tried to make a quilt with you

But your hands were just too shaky to hold the needle and thread

 

I asked you to tell me a story about your childhood

But you couldn’t get your words straight

 

I wanted to go swimming with you one last time

But you couldn’t get out of bed anymore

You couldn’t walk any longer

 

I tried so hard to think that you would get better

I tried to have hope

I tried to have faith

But you just got worse

 

Oh what I would give to hear you call me “Nanny’s Baby” just one more time

As I lay awake at night remembering the good ole days, hoping for some miracle that you will get better, longing to go back to those summer days of us swinging on the porch, I start to cry.

 

I cry.

I don’t cry because those times are over.

I cry because of all the things you just couldn’t do anymore.