Green eyed Girl

My words. my thoughts. welcome to my writing blog.

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Talk to me

Tell me a story
I’ll listend real close
I’ll let my mind travel
Alongside your words.

Tell me a story
Build forts in the clouds
Skay dragons, fight warlocks
With symbols and sound.

Tell me a story
And talk about you
or sunsets and oceans
their colors and moods.

Tell me your story
Say who you are
Start spilling your words
And don’t stop for a while.

geg.
08/27/2014

Note: I’m having trouble with the Internet (yet again) and I can only post from a laptop in the commonroom, so that’s why this poem is a little belated- sorry for that! Hope you enjoy it nonetheless ;)
Xx Mia

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1 year, 6 months

One year and six months
since I last had a real setback.

One year and six months
of fighting my addiction.

One year and six months
is there a chip for this time?

I guess I’ll just
get my own chip,
a piercing or perhaps
a warrior-sign tattoo

To remind me
I’ve already hit rock bottom
It’s not a nice place
I’ve managed to climb up
and leave it.

And I never want to come back.
One year and six months
An uphill struggle, but the view
from the top will be
marvelous.

One year and six months
and it’s getting better every day.

greeneyedgirl.
08/24/2014

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Babe,
let’s go on the road
leave it all behind
turn the music up
and the drama down.

Babe,
let’s drop everything
and go some place new
drop all the worries
all the fear
live in the now
the moment, live
right here.

Babe
let’s go on the road
leave it all behind
and never look back.

-greeneyedgirl
08/19/2014

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Fresh start

You ask me why I want to 
leave
pack my things and
move away.

I’m ready for a
change
a fresh start some place
unknown.

I’ll leave lots of good memories
behind
but I’ll leave the bad ones, too.

I won’t always have to see 
the place reminding me of

empty days and 
nights spent crying

a hollow heart and
a soul in pain

A mind in self-destruction mode
A girl just trying to survive.

I’m ready for a change
I’m ready to move on. 

greeneyedgirl.
08/16/2014

Fresh start

You ask me why I want to
leave
pack my things and
move away.

I’m ready for a
change
a fresh start some place
unknown.

I’ll leave lots of good memories
behind
but I’ll leave the bad ones, too.

I won’t always have to see
the place reminding me of

empty days and
nights spent crying

a hollow heart and
a soul in pain

A mind in self-destruction mode
A girl just trying to survive.

I’m ready for a change
I’m ready to move on.

greeneyedgirl.
08/16/2014

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