Kalee Skriver Poems

Im gonna walk with my head held high,
For it is because of this pain that I now know what it means to be alive.
It is the darkness that accents the light.
It is the tears that allow the glint in my eye.
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She wastes her life under the covers of her bed.
She longs for release, but chooses to wither away instead.
You see, she is afraid of the horrors that reside within this place.
She keeps herself secluded, just in case.
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Stepping stones.
Just a little piece of hope in the middle of the rushing water.
Look for the next, take a step, move on farther.
Dont become discouraged if the next is hard to find.
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Ink splatters, nothing matters.
Dreams collide within the human mind.
Restless nights can lead to dramatic fights,
and it’s the nightmares that take over.
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I raise my hands up to the sky,
my heart so light I feel I can fly.
Though outside it may be raining,
it’s as though our life resides within an exquisite painting.
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Running, jumping through a deserted forest.
The vegetation has long ceased to grow,
And devastation has reigned longer than anyone has ever known.
This lone doe searches for a place to rest her head.
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Shadows lengthen across the page,
casting fearful apparitions spanning over every age.
Monsters, spiders, and scary men, and being chased yet again.
Nightmares frolic in the dead of night,
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Cold hands upon a warm back, fingers tracing a narrow track.
Lips upon neck and face, sensations in memory that never erase.
Eyes flashing, hearts crashing, don't be afraid.
Brows creasing, pulses never ceasing, I shall come to your aide.
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