Laura Ballou

Eastlake, Colorado, USA

I once despised reading, writing, or listening to poetry, mostly due to never having read, wrote, or listened to any. Poetry since become an intensive, introspective therapy, allowing me to purge myself of fear, hatred, and insecurity. I don't think it's possible to find happiness unless you are honest enough to accept the things you feel. I am steadily working and pursuing my college education, trying to learn as much from the books I read. I am still in the process of making mistakes, but to ever truly experience life, you cannot be a mere observer.

Thoughtlessness

The running of a warm tear
cascading down a thoughtless face
where the mind wanders
to matters unspoken
brushed away
by hands paralyzed in fear
and streaked in blood
For the death of an individual
that couldn't even live enough
to die
as the fears wash away
to reveal nothing...
And the love once uncontained
splashes into an oblivion
One would never hope to find
where I will lie alone
and wait
for it all to begin
again.

Forget

Please never love me
For only then will you leave me
And I will need you all
over again.
When I miss you enough already.
I'll regret nothing
but my hopes
And I'll love nothing
but memories
of a life you couldn't give me,
The void of feeling you could never permit me
But I never forget
And leaving myself
to the space you provided
As I continued to grow
furthest away
From the closest you would ever allow me
out of love
out of your way
only to find
myself.

Nothing New

Think young forever
because today
may as well be your eternity.
And don't wake the little girl inside
because she died a long, long time ago
and the night is a sacred place
I want to explore
alone
And seep into the darkness
that becomes the morning we will never know together,
The dew glimmering on the flowers we will never see
As the brink of dawn
passes over me
So smile
as you say goodbye
as long as you don't mean it...
Allow your embrace
to envelop my insecurities.

Shy

Even if I am just another nice girl
Whose quiet smile
has always reassured
begging for your genorosity
yearning for a kind word..
Looking for a better reason
to continue to exist
all the while allowing
your thoughtlessness to persist
You didn't have to.