Poems by Chelsey

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  • Shunned (8) 1

    Remember when you use to value my existence?
    When I was important and worth talking to...

  • The death of us will be the rebirth of me...
    Not what you expected right? You probably...

  • Your stanzas part and as they do so,
    I lean in to kiss you softly, gently...

  • Blades (3)

    I split my wrist in half today, and as I watched
    the blood transcend down my forearm, I was...

  • How is it, the one thing we use to be good at
    (talking...

  • This sort of eerie grin manifests on my face
    when I think of how we use to lay awake...

  • I'd get up to look you in the face for this,
    but I must lay on my stomach as I've got...

  • Yolk (5)

    We all start in this world as an egg.
    Everyone develops and grows into a being...

  • *written for club challenge about a spirit/ghost
    Why are you waiting to become one with me...

  • Fret not my love,
    (If I can even call you that...

  • "Catch me if you can", screams a
    striped paper that should be ripped...

  • This poem goes out to Amanda Todd, a 15 year old...