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If there was a chance, just one perfect moment in time.
Would I have the courage to take it, finally make something mine.
So many chances that I have watched pass me by,
never having the courage or the strength to try.
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Little girl lost, oh where can you be?
Your bright eyes and sweet smile, now lost to me.
Forever alone and always so afraid.
Would things have been different if only you had stayed?
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I lie in desperation, endlessly drifting on the tide,
Whispering from shore to shore,  A lonely sea to ride.
No last communion there to behold, only death's cold glare!
Cast upon a withered beach, on sands that would not care.
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4.

Stay in the moment, try to be strong. 
Pretend, fake it, somehow get along.
Don't make waves, and never rock the boat.
Keep your head up, fight to stay afloat.
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At the top of a staircase that is both narrow and long,
Is a small wooden door with a lock that is big and strong.
I have climbed these stairs too many times to count,
Each time more determined to finally find out.
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The past is filled with so many questions and doubts,
Answers I have spent my life desperate to find out.
Memories come in fragmented pieces always distorted and unclear,
Unknown voices whispering words I was never meant to hear.
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Sometimes I think I see you deep within a crowd
Or swear I hear your voice calling my name out loud.
When a breeze is blowing I swear I can feel your touch
Even though it's been years I still miss you so much.
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How could I just quit, just say that I am done?
The one that you trusted, thought you could forever count on.
I made all of the decisions, never once thinking to ask you.
Something even I never thought I would do.
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I wonder if you are lonely, are you sad, or do you cry?
Are you filled with endless questions, a desperate need to know why?

Do you find yourself wondering was it something that you did, or maybe didn't do?
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In a fleeting moment, a split second, in the blink of an eye
The darkest of clouds covered a once bright morning sky.
Innocence lost, to its very core now shattered,
Yet a nation prevailed, although a little bruised and a little battered.
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11.

I have always trusted you with my whole heart,
But now your secrets have ripped that trust apart.
How can I believe that this time what you say is true?
Will I ever again be able to truly trust you?
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Fear and Doubt (Part One)

Shadows move within the darkness of my fragile mind,
Whispers echoing in the silence, at times seemingly intertwined.
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I lie in desperation 
in searing lurid pain.
My life now just a memory
my death was but in vain.
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I won't fight for your attention anymore, and I won't wait for your touch.
I won't tell myself things are ok when they're not, and I won't have reasons to cry so much.
I won't think of the way things used to be, and I won't deny that I am in pain.
I won't constantly walk on eggshells when I'm around you, and I won't believe your lies ever again.
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The reflection in the mirror of a face I do not know,
With each day that passes my curiosity continues to grow.
A sadness so overwhelming, never a smile to be seen,
Her face tells a story of the places that she has been.
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Never able to forget, yet never allowed to remember 
Longing to regain that which appears to be lost forever.
Desperate to unlock a door for which there was never a key
An invisible blindfold that will never allow you to see.
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17.

Tears are more than a shed emotion,  
They are a sign of complete and utter devotion.
Words that the heart can't yet seem to find,
A simple expression of the purest kind.
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They are like daggers through my heart, those words that you throw. 
So painful and cruel, yet you don't seem to know.
Will you ever see the damage you so easily do,
The hell that your thoughtless words constantly drag me through.
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As the sun creeps up into the morning skies,
I wonder if today will be filled with lows or highs.
Yesterday was so dark, gloomy, and so very sad,
Probably one of the worst I think I've ever had.
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Pink Pixie Biography

I have always kept journals and writing poems is just a natural extension of journaling. Most are about my own life, some are just thoughts of the moment. (PinkPixie is a penn name))

The Best Poem Of Pink Pixie

A Chance

If there was a chance, just one perfect moment in time.
Would I have the courage to take it, finally make something mine.
So many chances that I have watched pass me by,
never having the courage or the strength to try.
This scared little girl that is buried deep inside,
never lets me forget and warns me to hide.
Caught under the weight of things long since past,
forever trapped in the shadow it has cast.
Searching for courage, for hope, and for love,
constantly fearing that I'll never be good enough.
Looking for a lifeline, a way to finally break free,
say goodbye to that little girl and finally be me.

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