It Takes Time

It Takes Time

A Poem by Mazie Tackett

Smiles come and go

as do the tears.

I can seem to glow,

then sccumb to my fears.

 

There's no need to lie.

The hurt is hard to console,

but I hold my head up high

because it's not in control.

 

There's no reason to dawn,

to talk about that day.

We all know what went on,

so there's nothing to say.

 

I don't need the aid.

I'm fine on my own.

I'm not afraid,

just need to be alone.

 

At times the tears will flow

or I will strike out in spite,

but you need to know

that I'll be alright.

 

I will continue to believe.

It can't make me stop.

I hope that you can see

somehow I'll end up on top.

 

© 2013 Mazie Tackett


Author's Note

Mazie Tackett
I haven't written anything in a while because of school work and everything else, but I promise I'm never going to stop writing. It's my life, the only thing that keep me sane. I poured my heart out in this poem, so i hope you enjoy it.

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

An inspirational piece, though I don't think I've ever felt like this. Well, sometimes a pessimist can't relate. Anyhow - a wonderful little poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


So many times in our lives we do need to just be alone to work out our own problems..It is then that we get the interference..Nice one..Valentine

Posted 11 Years Ago


Its not about enjoying someone's life or pain ...it's about really listening to them speak as best and full as they can. You were heard...

Posted 11 Years Ago


You have a good concept here, but some of your execution comes across as a little bit of an expression of juvenile angst, which isn't necessarily bad, but it is very, very done, after all, and I'd be careful to make sure that this is in some way different from all the other poems out there about this same topic. So far, I'm not seeing anything really unique.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Mazie Tackett

11 Years Ago

It sounds like an expression of a juvenile angst because I am a juvinile, In was experencing angst, .. read more

2
next Next Page
last Last Page
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

647 Views
14 Reviews
Rating
Added on March 25, 2013
Last Updated on May 8, 2013

Author

Mazie Tackett
Mazie Tackett

AR



About
My name is Mazie Tackett. I'm unusual, diiferent, weird. I've never really been that good with people so I don't have many friends, but the friends I do have love me to death and i love them. I've bee.. more..

Writing
Red Red

A Poem by Mazie Tackett



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Shadows hung Shadows hung

A Poem by Jack...


No Name No Name

A Poem by J. Write