RiseA Poem by CarlZoe left home at seventeen On the blackest day she'd ever seen Raised voices and tear stained eyes A situation with no comprimise Zoe felt like she was starting to drown Suffocated by her home town
A teacher told Zoe "do what you feel " Blackjack table roulette wheel The pain she felt she tried to diguise Got tangled in a web of lies But the cards we're delt we still have to play Leave this town on another day
So Zoe now stands as the Queen of Style But fame lasts only for a while Tabloids chat shows magazines Zoe thought this was the stuff of dreams But they build you up to tear you down Not your day for leaving town
So Zoe's world came crashing down And now she's seen wandering the town With a Vodka bottle that she knows won't last As she tries to relive a time since past Her features drawn as the years have flown The town dosen't recognise one of its own
They found her when the day was done Hand written note and a smoking gun And in winters night and summer skies A new star shines and a soul doth fly But no one answered the question why As the town came out to say goodbye
Her story can speak to us all Build a castle and watch it fall As we build on rock and we build on sand But still we fail to understand That the things of this world will pass away But we can rise on another day © 2013 Carl |
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Added on December 22, 2013 Last Updated on December 22, 2013 |