Each painting carefully crafted by the hands of its beholders
All set up in a giant room.
Some people pass by, not even seeing what is before them,
Not noticing the amazing details that make it different from every other painting.
Until one person stops and stares
Soaks up all the beauty and colour,
Sees the meaning and perfection behind it.
Everyone else may think differently, pointing out all the flaws they see
But it only takes one to notice,
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
It hurts, like hell
Like jumping into a frozen lake
Its icy water so cold when it hits you
It’s as if a thousand knives are stabbing you
Your body frozen in icy shock.
A choice if to let your body give up, let the cold water claim you
Or fight the cold, let yourself feel again
To save yourself from the icy lakes murky depths.
Memories flash before your eyes, some memories of times you wished
You had forgotten, others the ones he made worth the living time.
Seconds now to choose hold on or let go.
I feel myself loose consciousness
Dying isn’t as scary as I thought only everything you
Leave behind , the feel of sun on my face or his lips on mine.
In my dreams versus my reality nothing is tangible.
Love is like drowning
But seeing everything going on around you I ask the heartbreaking question.
Words Fail Me
Words fail me
Expression without form
Those barbed and bladed words
Words we leave behind
All the damned and stupid words
We wish we had.
They tumble out jumbled and nonsensical
Fall pointless on deaf ears.
Perhaps if I had used the right ones
We would still talk.
Words abandon me
One more time.
Sometimes we do it when we shouldn’t
Like when we compare one person to another
We try and reshape a person
To turn them into someone else
Most of the time we don’t realize what we’re doing or what we’ve done
Until the damage is already too much
It’s gone too far
You’ve broken them down and they’re not there anymore
There’s nothing left to them
They fought you so hard for so long
They’ve got no more fight left
They’ve become what you unknowingly turned them into
They’ve become what they’ve never wanted to be
They’ve become just like you.
We are shunned and made to believe,
That the world is not as bright as we would like to perceive.
That the silver lining is just a trick of the eyes,
That anything pure is tainted with lies.
Cover my mouth with a sticker labelled child,
I said they lived happily ever after, and I was exiled,
Because in a world where being cynical is in fashion,
How could I ever admit that I have a passion?
Scoffs erupt from thin mouths, thin minds.
We’re told to open our eyes when we say love is blind,
“Get your head out of the clouds, don’t talk in rhyme.
Trust in what’s normal, and not the sublime?”
I remember my first real schoolbag
Bright red, with cartoon monkeys in cars driving along the zips and pockets
A bag that was almost bigger than I was
It was light on my back as i went into school that day
That week I sat alone for lunch each day
And that week the first note was put into my bag
As the year went on, more and more notes were put in
“Weirdo”, “Spazz’”, “Freak”
Third, Fourth, Fifth class
“Fat”, “Ugly”, “Bitch”
When I was referred to as retarded because I liked hugs
Every day my schoolbag got heavier and heavier
And I thought I would outgrow it, but no
The straps cling tighter each day but it never runs out of space
Bowing under the weight of it, I went into secondary school
A new bag on my back but not on my heart
The notes came thick and fast, written in familiar hand
“Hippo”, “Pig”, “Gross”, “Hideous”
And as time went on I began to add the notes myself so they wouldn’t have to
I tried to zip it shut but the bulging mass always stopped me
Doubled over by it, I keep my eyes always to the ground to try and bear the weight
People ask what I want to do when I leave school
I tell them my aspiration, but not my biggest dream
What will I do when I leave school?
Cut the straps.
Your eyes are filled with stars, like one of those old Greek tragedies
I would call you Atlas but you are no way near rounded enough, too many corners
You have far too many casualties
You are stuck, frozen, trapped under pressure
Overtaken by hate for your god-damned oppressor
Trying to break free, trying to leave
Held back by a power you can’t even conceive
The thing is, these “all seeing” Greek gods
They can’t make a decision, always at odds
Fighting and creating, destroying and debating
Never understanding the true chaos they’re activating
They don’t care about any monumental consequences
Too set in their ways to ever come to their senses
They won’t move forward, their world can’t advance
Killing us all cause they can’t keep it in their pants.
I love when the sun is shining and when the sky is cloudless and blue
I love spending time with my friends
I love curling up in bed watching a movie
I love when people make me laugh
I love spending quality time with my family
I love hugs as much as I love jelly tots
I love the colours of the rainbow
I love watching movies that make me laugh so hard that I can’t breathe
I love our family days out and about
I love being me
I am special, I am me.
Caoimhe Claffey Ahearne
There isn’t anything stronger in this world than love
Especially when two people fit like a hand in a glove,
Love is meaningful when its true
All you have to say is I love you.
Showing passion to each other
As if there wasn’t another
Love is powerful and a beautiful thing
Especially what the other person brings
Joy, happiness as well as hope
But sometimes they can be a dope.
When you know the love is right
You will hold onto that person tight,
Up and downs do occur
but sometimes its just a big blur.
When you make up after the fight
they will hold you and say its alright,
What doesn’t kill the love will only make it stronger
Which is what makes it last longer.
You will always be by their side day after day
Then you can know that they will stay,
Love is like two peas on a pod
Although it may seem extremely odd.
Love is beautiful in so many ways
A rose and a heart seems like a maze,
If someone loves you for you
Then you know that love is true
Its too much
I need a break
The smallest things
Make my head ache.
I can’t relax
Or hang around
Without my parents
Bringing me down.
I’m trying to figure it all out.
Need it all to go away
But I know it will all be better some day.
They pick on her everyday
By flicking paper in her way
They think they are cool
Making her look like a fool
Her life is like a living hell
All she wants is to yell
She fakes being sick
To avoid the kicks
They say they know how she feels
But she just wishes her heart will heal.
Behind Closed Doors
Keeping it inside seems the best solution
But its really only the substitution,
Talking and telling would be the best
But I’m better off just acting like the rest.
Behind closed doors no one knows,
The highs and lows that continue to grow.
Laughing and smiling every day
Acting as if everything is a-okay.
I try to forget about sleepless nights
Telling myself it’ll be alright.
Shedding that everlasting tear
Because of those so called “peers”.
Actions can hurt and so can words,
Think before you call them “nerds”
Because you don’t know what happens…
Behind closed doors.
Aobha O Gorman
Candle in the Dark
Too many fears
Too many fights
A little less love
A little less light
Adults too tough
No candle in the dark
For this lonely teen
Too many double standards
A solitary life for a lonely teen
It’s the candle in the dark
That nobody has seen.
I hate there is the perceived idea
That girls should act a certain way
Drink alcohol, go to parties
But at the end of the day
We are all unique
No two people are the same
So I don’t get why some people
Are made to feel shame.
Shame they don’t fit in, that they are so alone
When really there is some place
Where they will feel at home.
I keep it all at the back of my mind
And everyone around me seems so blind
They cannot see the pain I feel
It seems so impossible to try and heal.
Everyday the struggle grows bigger
It’s a constant fight against the liqour
The long-term effects I’m about to face
What have I become? Am I a disgrace?
The path I’ve taken has gone so wrong
Everything I’ve worked for is now all gone
One day I hope to see the light
And put an end to this life-threatening fight.
Life isn’t suppose to be taken seriously its to short and precious
You may not always end up where you thought you were going
But, you will always end up where you are meant to be
When life is ended we only regret what we didn’t change or do, make the most of it
Everything is up to you nobody can do or make you do it
Its all up to you
Don’t put yourself down
You’ll have enough people to do that for you
So when you fall pick yourself up and dust yourself off
Don’t show that they hurt you be brave
Live life the way you want to.
I was but young, about a week old
When I was left out in the hot sun but I felt so cold
I was taken in by a bright , young Irish couple
Little did they know their problems would double
As a child I always felt alone in the world,
I felt isolated and cold
Unlike the other girls
I entered secondary school,
I made some new friends.
But then why… just why..,
Didn’t the loneliness end.
I visited a shrink for two or three odd years
I thought that weekly conversations would end my river of tears.
It helped for awhile but I must admit
All of my problems are because of
As I sit in this cage with so many people looking at me.
But one I needed most?
Her, I never got to see.
Love can be a beautiful if it’s true
Once you know it’s true it has to be as you fall and care for that
Very special person that’s in your life and
Everyone doesn’t seem to matter to you anymore only this one person that
Means the world to you and the person which
Evolves around you
I Know What You Did
You made her doubt
I know what you did
You made him question
I know what you did
You made her hurt
I know what you did
You made him cry
We know what you did
You make us scream
We know you
The “popular” and the “now”
We know you
God, how we know.