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It seems as if this day, of all days...
I leave behind my childhood,
so much of my innocence
has been shed in the lessons
I've learned along the way.
A turning point, the cusp between
being thought a child and an adult.
Looking back, I see everything,
all that brought me to this point.
All the steps, all the trials,
things magical and things ungainly.
My triumphs and my failures,
these are what make me the woman I am today.
What lies ahead of me,
is still shrouded in mystery.
I may know what I want,
I may know how to get there,
but the journey will not be easy.
Some friends will fall by the wayside,
and new ones will step forward.
Things will change, and perhaps...
some will stay the same.
Only time will tell what lies ahead,
as I step through the doorway,
leaving behind the irresponsibility of my youth,
and start to shoulder the mantle of adulthood.
My thoughts, my words, my deeds
will all begin to carry more weight now
among my elders as I show them
how much I have matured.
As I become the woman I am today.
I leave behind my childhood,
so much of my innocence
has been shed in the lessons
I've learned along the way.
A turning point, the cusp between
being thought a child and an adult.
Looking back, I see everything,
all that brought me to this point.
All the steps, all the trials,
things magical and things ungainly.
My triumphs and my failures,
these are what make me the woman I am today.
What lies ahead of me,
is still shrouded in mystery.
I may know what I want,
I may know how to get there,
but the journey will not be easy.
Some friends will fall by the wayside,
and new ones will step forward.
Things will change, and perhaps...
some will stay the same.
Only time will tell what lies ahead,
as I step through the doorway,
leaving behind the irresponsibility of my youth,
and start to shoulder the mantle of adulthood.
My thoughts, my words, my deeds
will all begin to carry more weight now
among my elders as I show them
how much I have matured.
As I become the woman I am today.
Literature
My Unspoken Words
If I forget to tell you I love you more than words,
I hope that you will remember regardless of the hurt;
If I forget to tell you just how much you mean to me,
I hope that you will remember while you are not here with me;
If I forget to tell you that you are my world and more,
I hope that you will remember what I am waiting for!
If I forget to tell you I want you in my life,
I hope that you will remember that I am always by your side;
If I forget to tell you I am sorry for my mistakes,
I hope that you will remember with every one I make.
If I forget to tell you I miss you everyday,
I hope that you will remember your absence cause
Literature
Today, I Am Still There
Today the wind is warm
and carries scents that spark my memory.
Today, I am not here.
On a day much like this
I shattered my spirit;
splintered shards slid from my spine,
through shattered vertebrae,
and clung to cracks in walls,
then scattered on the wind.
Today I can feel those fragments,
I can smell it in the musty scent of books
that takes me back to the house made of paper and words.
Some fragment would remain there, I know,
even if not for the fall.
Today I smell roses,
I feel warmth against my skin,
and hear birds chirping hymns to the spring;
sometimes I can almost hear
footsteps on the deck,
and I wonder
if I even miss the sun.
Literature
Cruel Mistress, Lady Fortune
The hours and days pass me by,
slowly like seasons, and too fast.
Every second an unlived moment dies,
memories, like daydreams, that do not last.
Though, I cannot avoid Lady Fortune's Wheel;
there is a violent rush or a quiet hush, breathless
as her weapon of choice spins to grant or to steal,
a thrall to Fate, and you, my Cruel Mistress.
Please, soften your heart, Lady, and spin again
else, I fear that I might lose my mind,
as I stand amongst chaos without motion,
catching time, most briefly, where I am most blind.
Spitefully striking the sparkle in my eye
is the time that falls hotly down my skin,
leaving scars I can se
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wow... yeah this one really made me think and look back on my life... I have to fav it for the reasons of it making me sentimental now...