mistakes

A single tear rolled down my face
The day I let you go
The day I made a huge mistake
Just by writing one little note
Never supposed to reach your hands
I came, but it was too late
You'd seen it, and my rush was all in vain
I never thought it would end so strangely
So horribly
That now you don't even speak to me
Barely say my name

A single smile was there
The day I told you yes
The day I made a decision, and realized what was best
It was going pretty well, until I judged too fast
But overall we stayed happy,
Content with who we had
Everything seemed so good
I never thought it would end

A rush of hope was all I had
The day I got the news
That maybe, just maybe
You once again
Felt it too
That day is today
I don't know what is yet to come
So maybe, just maybe there WILL be another day
When I find out that you want me again

I slammed the door of the car in my ex boyfriends face.
"Amelia, please, don’t do this!" he shouted trying to open the locked door. he was pleading now but he lost me, he hurt me to much for me to stay.
"Jake, I need to go." with that the car roared to life. I slammed on the gas and left him, standing in the middle of the muddy driveway watching me leave.
The tears slipped down my cheeks slowly, I could feel my heart sinking each mile I drove, and each second that passed I wished I could go back.
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Five years passed and each day I asked my self why did I leave Jake, the guy I was in love with and still did? And each day I told my self that he was never there for me and this is what I had to do. I had to get out of the relation ship I cried in, but if that was the reason why did I cry more now, after i left him, left my hometown and "moved on" with my life?

I think I made a mistake.
I know I made a mistake.

I just want things back
to how they were.

The worst of it is that school is over now,
and I may not see you
until September.
I can't judge your emotions, your reactions,
if you act differently around me now.

I didn't do anything wrong! I did everything wrong.

I thought I understood, I thought you did too,
and if you ask anyone (anyone!) else

it was obvious.

Obvious
even for me
at the end.

I was excited. I was confident. I was positive that that night, everything would work out.
For once.

Please! Rewind! She never said that.
I told her to say that. I take it back. Do I?

Excited, sad, mad, nervous, happy, sad, mad, disappointed.
In the space of an hour and a half.

Why can't you play
one more song?

It was 10 seconds
10 seconds

when I was expecting
more.

Because apparently I read you wrong, I saw what wasn't there, and you didn't get it.
Or maybe you did.

I look over
What I wrote
Yesterday

Depression
Gloom
Hopelessness

And it was all
Wrong

None of the things
I thought
Are actually
True

Regrets?
No
Just lessons learned

Stupid?
No
Just human

Sorry?
No
And I'm not
In trouble with myself
Anymore

Forgive
But don't
Forget

The chat really
Helped
And I've decided
What to do

I'll be the moth
That knows when
To burn up
And how much
Of myself
To burn

That way
I can be
Part of the beauty
Multiple times

And now
Everyone's cool
I'm zen
Too
Zen with the entirety
Of life

I thought talking
To you
Would be awkward
Was it?

Hell yeah!

But it helped
So much

I'm glad you guys
Are here
And I'll be sad
When we
Depart

But I thought
I wouldn't make it through
The first time
Or the second

Yet here I am!

I'm as awesome
As I've ever been
And I'll get awesomer
As I go

I'm sorry it was
Uncomfortable
And I'm sorry it was
Awkward
But I'm glad
It happened

Ashes of a Tower:

A plundering of ashes, spread across the ground,
Coming from the sky, like snowflakes from a cloud.
Children looking up in disbelief and aww,
as the towers that stood there, are no where to be found.

The bodies around all shielded beneath the piles
The terrorists that came against us, they laugh
as we watch and pray in all the sorrow.

As the years pass and pass, people move on from the disaster,
I can not stand to know, that maybe theres no happily ever after.
I pray for those who lost loved ones, and the ones who lost there lives
I hope God can save us from what we've been deprived.

Hidden Reflection:
As the wind breaths against my hair
I turn to face the mirror to see whats there.
My face is smiling, but my heart is crying,
I wish my reflection could show what I'm hiding.

Across the room, is a picture of me,
From days long ago, where I was free.
I'm standing straight, with a smile so real

This rain will soon
Wash away all my mistakes
All the things I've done
And I will be gone
The bottom of this cliff
Will be my grave
No one will visit me
But that's how I want it
No one will remember me
And no one will miss me
This relentless rain will
Forever wash away my existance
I've taken too many lives
I just can't stop
So my final crime
Will be taking my own

Craig Carpenter
11/30/07
young writers project

Mistakes

I make mistakes everyday whether it is talking back at my mom or fooling around at school. Most of the mistakes that I make are minor. With all the mistakes I make there was one that's going to haunt me forever. This one is one of the biggest mistakes I have have ever made.

my mistake
can it ever be fixed?
my lack of words
at the right time
have made me lose you
you are with her
perfect her
everything i'm not
everything i always want to be
and all because
i made the mistake
the choice
to keep my thoughts
my love
to myself
hold it inside
no matter how hard it was
and now your gone
and i have no one to blame
to yell at for making the mistake

Blue is the color of naturally pure cleanliness.
Vast oceans as far as the eye can see contain more life than a person can imagine.
Cool waters form ice crystals and enjoy eachother's company in the North Atlantic.
Shadows mysteriously lurk above
i'm pushed down
twisting out of control
reaching out

Everyone makes mistakes,
The rhyme rings over and over…
H e shouldn’t have drank,
He shouldn’t have drive.
Everyone makes mistakes.
He shouldn’t have hit her,
She should of ran.
Everyone makes mistakes.
She should have said no,
Now, she is pregnant though.
Everyone makes mistakes.
She shouldn’t have played with that gun,
Now her brother is gone.

An inconsiderate gesture,
Messes everything up,
A moment without thinking,
Produces a thought of doubt.

This doubt grows with,
Pretending everything is ok,
Incubating in time,
The mistake grows.

We don’t know what to say,
When looking in the other persons eyes,
Wearing at the last of what we had,
The bubble breaks.

An abandoned Car
Dented and brusied
tells a story
of a life misused
his fatal crash
left loved ones mourning
his past had flashed
and sent him soaring

I stood there and rolled my eyes at you as you tried talking to me, trying to let me know something was up. As usual, I ignored you and I ignored your problems. I was too wrapped up in my own mistakes to care. I was your friend and I broke your friendship off without even realizing it, because there are some things that you can never fix.

Mistakes are all a part of life. Anyone can run from them, but they are inevitable to avoid.
The word mistake is a hard word to describe in the first place. A mistake can either be good or it can be bad. It all depends on the person’s point of view.

The power to change
Change the past and my mistakes
Oh, how I do wish