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The Best of LauraMy life and other weird things July 07 Caged and HarnessedFor you, Werner.Caged and harnessed
I have my emotions under control Caged and harnessed You don’t notice my flashes of pain And I ignore them
Your careless words hurt Even when I know your intentions are good But you’ll never know my pain By looking at my face
I can plaster a smile onto my broken heart And you’ll never see The façade is perfectly in place I have everything under control
Will you ever see past my actions And into my heart? Not likelyBecause I have total power over my emotions
March 26 What to doWhat to do
Your naivety and your world-weariness Two such strong opposites Alive in the same body
Your love for others at the cost of yourself Made my heart scream out in pain For you are valuable too
Your sense of humour that quickly turns black Always made me smile At the cynical fun
You’re not whole; you’re not totally alive And I don’t know how to fix it I don’t know what to do
So, I just want to let you know I’ll always be there for you Just let me know What to do February 25 StarsHi! I apologise for taking SO LONG to update! I'm fine, good, wonderful. The swimming season has just ended and I can cut down my swimming from 6 practises a week and a gala/ open water race to 3 practises a week. The edited copy of the school magazine of which I am editor had to be handed in to the printers on Friday, so that is finished too. Public Speaking takes place Monday night and cycle test start on the 5th and other than that I'm thankfully quiet for the rest of the term. Being in Grade 11 is no joke, homework and difficulty is already a problem! But I only have two more years left - then I will have to see what I want to do with the rest of my life. My dad keeps having to remind me that my life only STARTS when I leave school, it doesn't end. I want to do all types of races and programmes and everything BEFORE I leave school, because who knows what happend then? ;)
Well, here's a lovely little depressing poem for you, whowever you are. If you have persevered through my off-period - thank you! You are stars! ;)
Stars
Claustrophobia overwhelms me I can’t breathe, I can’t move My vision caves in And stars are dancing in front of my eyes
You always thought I was your star That if you got close enough I would provide warmth and growth Like the rays of the sun
You never thought I would like it Being so close to you Watching you grow, seeing you smile Blossoming before my very eyes
You never thought it would hurt me When you turned around and left Like an errant comet Orbiting only for a while
But now I can’t breathe I’m afloat in the darkness In the openness, in the closeness And without you there’re no stars in my eyes
December 21 'Tis the season to be jolly!MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hope the season has been a fabulous experience and that you have loads of fun!
December 15 The Lives We LiveThe Lives We Live
They look at me as if I’m crazy I can see it in their eyes If they could ignore me They would
But they can’t
I won’t let them continue Messing up this world I won’t let them ignore their affect On the people of the globe
Because they are responsible for it
I don’t want to fight But I will If that is what it takes For them to realise they can’t ignore
That we are all responsible
For the actions of humanity For the pain of others For the destruction of the world For the lives we live
December 03 Aye, Aye, Mr Reaper, sir!Angel
Swaying trees, leaves falling to the ground The light of the moon shines down Lighting upon my wings, my tears
I do not look behind me, though I feel them I don’t want to face the fact That I am dead
So I look down Seeing the wind blow through me Because I am no longer solid
What am I? How did I get this way? What did I do wrong? I just want to be me!
My impassioned plea soars upwards Bouncing from the stars To return to me Empty, without answersNovember 19 I'm NOTI’m not
I’m not who you expect me to be I’m so far from perfect I’m twisted and unpredictable I’m not who you expected
I’m not the sweet little girl I once was You seem to think I haven’t changed You think I still want to do the right thing I’m not the sweet little girl
No one ever tells me I’m special anymore Yet you still imagine it to be true I’m just ordinary and proud of it No one says I’m special
I’m not who you expect me to be I’m not a sweet little girl I’m not special I’m just me
November 11 An autumn of possibilityAn Autumn of Possibility
Sadly they fall like tears Sadly they fall to the ground The golden leaves shining brilliantly In the winter sun
They cling to the tree They cling for a second But they all fall down Slowly, twirling
The wind teases them The wind plucks lightly Until they have to give in And let go
They float downwards They float into the unknown Some hit the ground gently Others fly for longer
Down in a kaleidoscope of brown, red and yellow Down in a swirling frenzy The autumn colours filling the air With possibility
October 30 On my OwnOkay, I know you guys are probably getting bored of me amateur poetry. But I'm writing it and I don't have anything else to do with it and this is MY blog, so there! If you don't want to read it, close your eyes!
 On my own
I used to think I was strong Until I found myself alone And I didn’t know what to do Or if I’d make it through
I used to think we could do anything Until I found myself without you If we just stayed together We’d be okay
But now I am standing on my own I don’t feel invincible I feel afraid But I know I am okay On my own October 29 Cold DeathCold Death
Never had death looked so alluring As when she looked into his sightless eye
No tears adorned her cheeks or eyes No sound accompanied her grief
Kneeling she lays a hand on his chest Clearly feeling every absent heartbeat
Her head on his shoulders as she lies down at his side She clutches at his hand looking for reassurance
But finds only death The cold finality of death
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