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March 3, 2014
By KelseyBrafford SILVER, Hamilton, Ohio
KelseyBrafford SILVER, Hamilton, Ohio
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"If we are born to die, and we all die to live then what's the point of living life if it just contradicts?" Ronnie Radke.


You're an alarm clock.
The only thing waking me up,
After a decade,
Of dreaming the same old boring dream.
A wake up call reminding me,
That I can't live this way forever.
I have to escape from my dream world,
Face my reality,
One step at a time.
So I begin and start crawling out of bed.

You're the icy floor that shocks me,
Sending cold chills up my spine.
Leaving goose bumps on my skin.
You're the breathe of fresh air,
Spreading through out my lungs,
After all of this time,
I've spent trapped under the blankets,
Breathing in the same hot, dry, and empty air.
You remind me of how much I missed breathing.
The taste of you is fresh,
Unlike the dullness that was suffocating me before.
Things usually become bland after awhile,
But with you nothing gets old.
You're always finding new ways to make me smile,
To make me laugh,
To make me feel whole again.
It's a real change from all the empty spaces that were once draining me.

You're the shower.
Warming me up,
Reminding me that the world isn't always cold and cruel.
You fog up my mirrors,
Letting me know that my image isn't that important.
I'm beautiful no matter what.
You clean all my grime away,
Wipe my slate clean.
Nothing matters as long as were together.
You always keep me thinking,
Even if it's just you that I'm thinking about.

You are more than just my everyday tasks though.
You are more than anything I can imagine,
Or put into words.
You are the stars,
Shining bright,
Proof that there is always hope.
You are the leaves,
Returning to the trees,
After a long, lonely winter.
Loyal.
You are the sky,
Even when everything else is tumbling down,
You stand tall.
Somehow you never prevail.
You are more than just a "boyfriend".
You are a best friend,
Bigger than any of these pathetic metaphors in this poem.
You are true, honest, and faithful,
Which is more than I could ever ask for.
You are you.
Though you may never see what I see,
I still hope and pray you will,
Everyone deserves to feel good about themselves,
Especially you.



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