Poems – Coley Rose's Corner

Growing.

so this is whatgrowing up is like.gaining freedoms and going out wheneveryou please.starting college,making new friends,long-lasting relationships.so this is whatgrowing up is like. meeting someone you loveand wanting to spend the rest of your life with them.wanting to be with yourtrue love every minute,every second,of every day.so this is whatgrowing up is like.getting your heartContinue reading “Growing.”

Love.

Love is like a flower field.where the flowers bloom every daythat wherever you look, in every which wayyou see thousands of colors, not a sliver of graybut the flowers are the memories of you and that one person younever want to forget. Love is like the night sky.Where it can be so dark thatno oneContinue reading “Love.”

Tristis Hiems

Winter settles in like a beautiful painting; Leaves change color, snow falls, the Animals prepare for the cold, and people Bundle up in puffy coats to stay warm Through the icy weather. Sometimes though, with cold weather comes Thoughts of sadness. Some just can’t shake Them away; they stay in the warmth by theContinue reading “Tristis Hiems”

Head in the Sky

I wish to speak with the Sun.I want to understand how he can Be so happy all the time on his own.I wish to understand howHe can stay so warm and brightEven when the clouds are hiding him.I try to comprehend how he canKeep going on when he knows How badly he can falter. IContinue reading “Head in the Sky”

Survive / Alive

These are two poems I wrote at two very different times of my life. I originally didn’t pair them together, however with looking back on them recently, it’s very easy to see my progression in my mental health journey. It’s never easy. Even still! But, you just gotta keep going. Because eventually, you’re gonna feelContinue reading “Survive / Alive”

Lightwaves

I lay in my freshly made bed, Imagining how the sky looksFrom outside my window. ISee light from the bright moon Shining through my curtains, Reflecting off my mirror and intoMy hand, as if I am holding some Small sliver of the moon itself. My Eyes wander over to the moon lampBy my door, lighting up my dark Room as theContinue reading “Lightwaves”