A little thing you may not know about me as a reader is that I enjoy writing poetry. I have been writing poems since the age of 13 and find it a good way to write down emotions when I am stressed or got something on my mind. A lot of times I use poetry to expand and exaggerate a feeling but I also find it a great way to relax and let things out of my head. I haven’t really shared a lot of my poetry but I thought for the Phoenix Remix birthday week I would share a few from my archives. I have two notebooks full of my poems but I will only be sharing a handful. Quite a lot of them are pretty personal to me but I thought why not take the leap and share a few.
Todays poem will be the last I will share. This one again I cannot remember what inspired it but from reading it, it was probably a guy, it usually is the cause for writing my feelings down on paper.
Every petal of the rose that drops off the wilted stem,
Shows you every part of my heart that is starting to fall apart,
When I realise that all things will end because you treat me wrong,
I realise I knew it would, even from the start.
Every petal of the rose that drops that is covered with dew,
Shows the tears that are falling from my swollen eyes,
When I realise that there will soon be no me or you,
And the emotions flow through and through me.
Every petal of the rose that was once blooming red,
Showed the love I once felt deep deep down inside,
These emotions are now becoming too much to take,
And rip right through me like the rough ocean tide.
Every petal of the rose that drops into my open hand,
Becomes like poison and makes me start to bleed,
The blood flows out colourless and bland,
Just like our relationship has become.
Every petal of the rose that drops dead and brown,
Every part of the stem that erodes away,
Creates depression on my wounded heart,
As it waits to heal one day.