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Black Trees, Ghosts, And Bumble Bees
- Published: October 2011
Scary Halloween Poem

in Halloween Poems

Lying on your bed just like every other night,
There is something that'd give grown men fright,
There's a black figure stalking in the night,
And it won't go away until dark turns to light,

Lying on your bed just like every other night,
There is something that'd give grown men fright,
There's a black figure stalking in the night,
And it won't go away until dark turns to light,
It's the very thing that we all give up breathing,
It's the latest toy it's a werewolf being,
It's so scary and it's breathing in the night,
The creature jumps off and it takes to flight,

You can scream all you want to but that won't scare,
Too small for a dragon but too large for a bear,
Leave your lights turned on and turn up your favorite song,
Call in your parents but they won't help you now,
You've gone too far so you can't get back out,
It's not that silly monster in your closet,
Your Aunt's picture in your heart shaped locket,
No old black magic or any trick of the mind,
It pulls you in and soon you're entwined
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Razor's Edge
- Published: February 2017
in Addiction Poems

It sits on the razor's edge,
A tear, crimson within itself.
I sit there, constantly reminded of you.
This was our thing,

It sits on the razor's edge,
A tear, crimson within itself.
I sit there, constantly reminded of you.
This was our thing,
To be sullen and sleep together,
To be nothing but vomit and meth,

Saturating in this sunlight,
A vibrant relief for the fatigue that overdose brings.
You're getting clean, but I never will.
I've come to terms that I am nothing but lies.
I've come to terms with the tears
That come screaming out of my eyes
When I hold that needle to my veins.

Now I walk down the road,
Holding only myself as I remember it was once you.
You're in rehab, I hope.
I hope getting clean was worth losing me.
I hope you're happy living while I sit here and die,
Bit by bit as I pick at my arms
And light up every chance I get.

Two years ago I didn't know what weed was,
Much less chew and blow.
Yet here I am with a rolled up ten and a mirror.
I push the coke off and stare into my eyes.
Well, if you can call dark sockets eyes.
I scream at myself for being so stupid.
I break my needle and I throw the mirror.
The shatters sparkle as they fall to the floor like snow or sparkles.

I don't want to be clean, I just want more and more.
I don't care who I have to steal from or beat up.
I just want another line or another bowl.
I just want another day I don't throw up or cry.
I'm sick of standing in a puddle of bloody vomit soaked into my carpet.
No, I don't want to be clean, I want to more.
I want to take a shower and think,
I want to take a shower and let the stench of dope rush off with the water.
If it doesn't come off, I'll cut it out of my blood,
And let it sit on the edge of the razor.
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Light As A Feather, Thin As A Rail
- Published: April 2011
Eating Disorder Poem

in Mental Illness Poems

If one day, I could have a helium balloon,
And be carried away with just one little bloom,
The petals sweep around me, light enough to fly,
So little to eat, surprised I did not die,

If one day, I could have a helium balloon,
And be carried away with just one little bloom,
The petals sweep around me, light enough to fly,
So little to eat, surprised I did not die,

Golden dreams are made of these,
Glory to the small and frail,
Light as a feather, thin as a rail.
Light as a feather, thin as a rail.

A hallucination of mine to fly,
To be carried off with a sunset lullaby,
Just imagination I fear,
Thinner and closer every year,

Until I blow away with the breeze,
I wonder who would follow me,
A girl swept so serene,
A beautiful dream,

Golden dreams are made of these,
Glory to the small and frail,
Light as a feather, thin as a rail.
Light as a feather, thin as a rail.
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I Feel It In My Toes
- Published: February 2011
Poem Of Teenage Love And Wonder

in Love Poems by Teens

Like a fuzzy new kitten you light up my day,
I've always wondered how you could make me feel this way,
Like an Eskimo kiss on a sun burnt nose,
It makes me wiggle my feet and curl my toes,

Like a fuzzy new kitten you light up my day,
I've always wondered how you could make me feel this way,
Like an Eskimo kiss on a sun burnt nose,
It makes me wiggle my feet and curl my toes,
The way you light up every darkened sky,
The warmth in your palms and that twinkle in your eye,
Like a new born baby screaming for it's mom,
Without you, I couldn't make it on my own,
It's true I owe my happiness to you,
Swimming in the waterfall of your arms,
Backed up in a pillow safe from other's harm,
Like a window we can't seem to get closed,
A kiss trickles down from my head to my toes,
Just as a river keeps swaying away,
I keep my rhythm in my own way,
Like the feeling when you pick me a rose,
I don't feel it in my hand, I feel it in my toes.
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Disappointment
- Published: March 2009
in Poems about Sadness

No one always tells the truth,
Everyone likes better to lie,
No one keeps their promises,
That they would keep me alive,

No one always tells the truth,
Everyone likes better to lie,
No one keeps their promises,
That they would keep me alive,
No one wants to see the tears,
But they're not afraid to make,
No one wants to watch me crumble,
Though honesty they'll fake

Why does everything I love get torn from me?
I'm sure you've heard a hundred times,
But sorrow please let me be,
Just a day I want to live that I don't think of home,
Because here I'm by myself a lot,
Once I was never alone,

You'd think by now these impressions would fade,
But they're set here to linger,
I have self inflicted scars from my elbow to my finger,
Nothing ever happens, no one even sees,
That behind this curtain is the broken, bloodied me,

It's true I write with anger and sadness,
For of all my emotions those are strongest,
This deep, deep, resentment towards the world,
For making me a woman when I want to be a girl,
I loved planting trees and watching scary tv,
Now I'm afraid to go outside, hate's like angry bees,

And no one seems to notice,
No one seems to care,
They've heard this story,
Too many times,
To give a single hair,
Well I know that this will fade,
After all it's just hormones, right?
I really hope my teacher wasn't lying that night,
That one day these cuts will leave,
On another way,
I hope someday I'll find my smile,
That seemed to run away.
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Poems by Coral Leffew

Black Trees, Ghosts, And Bumble Bees

Razor's Edge

Light As A Feather, Thin As A Rail

I Feel It In My Toes

Disappointment