starry-night-poetry

[starry-night-poetry]

"And Icarus keeps falling"

If I'm Icarus,

Then you're my sun,

Supposed to soar, to fly

But falling inevitably

As your presence burns the wax and feathers off my shoulders

And I sink deeper into the bottomless ocean of half made regret and missed chances.

S.A.C

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[starry-night-poetry]

"pointless words"

Is it worth writing poetry,

If everyone I write about leaves anyway?

Is it worth pouring my soul into these letters,

If I feel like everyone loves better?

I feel left out and cold

in your embrace,

To love requires to be bold

And I feel so awfully anxious and scared.

Scared to be seen,

Scared to be pushed away.

I don't see a reason to try anymore.

-s.c

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[starry-night-poetry]

Mother

“ Sometimes I wonder: how am I supposed to always stay bright, when you constantly keep me in the dark?

I wonder: how am I supposed to stay strong, when all you do is knock me down?

How can you tell me you love me, when all that you show me is hate?

Why do you blame me, when I'm only a reflection of yourself?

How shall I call you 'mother', when you never act like it?”

-S.C.

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[starry-night-poetry]

No Closure

"Why do you think I still need you?

After all the times you've hurt me?

Trust me I'm through,

I'm through with you,

I'm through with us,

I'm through with everything that could've been but never was.

I'm sick of the pain and the lies

How dare you still look me in the eyes?

I've been hurt before,

People leaving, closing the door

But you never do,

You always leave the door open, just a little bit...

But darling, I'll get the closure you can't give.."

-s.c.

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[starry-night-poetry]

Not Made Of Steel

"Constellations on your skin

Wonders on your mind

Tell me darling,

What does it cost to be so kind?

How does it feel,

To always fight and never kneel?

Don't forget you're not made of steel

Everyone has their highs and their lows

The times they spent crying

Praying nobody knows

But please know it's not weak to feel sad

It makes us feel human, so how could it be bad."

-s.c.

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[starry-night-poetry]

"Writing does not come easy to me,

it never did, but still I love poetry.

All the pretty words, the rhythms, the rhymes

describing forests and rivers and skies.

I love the way they sound from your lips

softer, even, than a lover's kiss.

Capturing constellations, planets and time,

making it possible to leave things behind."

S.c.

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