Ciara Evans
Bio
👣👣☔Seattle, Washington☁ 💘I love to make Poetry, and I also love to take photographs so follow me on Instagram and 💌DM💌 me your feedback on my poems. Contact me on my IG:cheech_333 P.S.🌹 I have more poetry written by me on my IG💘
Stories (4/0)
I Could Never Forget
You have this velvety soft voice that makes my heart flutter fast like humming bird wings, and you got these deep blue eyes that remind me of the ocean. How could I ever forget someone like you.. The moon crumbled and the stars fell out of the night sky and sunk into the deep blue sea, I watched my world go up in flames that dark, cold night my love decided to leave me. Forever lost at Sea my love will always be. - Ciara Evans
By Ciara Evans6 years ago in Poets
Lights Off
You were so breath taking, so wrong for me. You had already given up on caring about everything before I came and the thought of being that reckless and unmindful of the future with you drew me into you like ink into paper. You were so lively so I wanted you to paint me effervescent, I wanted you to paint me happy, smiling with rosy cheeks. I desired to be vivacious and disparate in your pale blue eyes. I thought being with you would make me brighter but all you knew was never ending darkness, so our days grew so pitch black that most of the time we couldn't see. We couldn't see how we were hurting people and destroying each other. Making many mistakes we laughed, kissed and danced around in the dark, knocking over and crushing everything we once had, I still cry when I think about how we were laughing the whole time we did that to our love but when the lights came back on we were unable to fix the mess we made and we couldn't stop crying. -Ciara Evans
By Ciara Evans6 years ago in Poets
I Understand Him
He was a bad man who was nothing but selfish with his love. No one understood him or loved him as much as I did, but I should have listened to him when he told me everyone leaves him in the end, I should have listened when he told me no one ever stays around to tolerate his anger, but my innocent heart and wide eyes thought I could some how fix his broken, fucked up pieces. I tore myself apart like a brick home, brick by brick until there was nothing left but a cold and hollow frame. He never noticed I was lying there bare for him and that's when I realized why everyone leaves him, they have to.
By Ciara Evans6 years ago in Poets
Last Chance of Having You
Last chance of having you and i went and screwed it up like I always do, now I'm stuck here still dreaming of you every single night so my dreams with you are not so happy anymore or filled with delight, they are a terrible fright for me and nothing but a sad, and messed up life filled with pleading and long, long fights. These dreams are strumming my heart strings with a guitar pick making the same saddening love song that fills my heart and head with regret and it plays over and over again never once stopping. I pray that it never stops though because maybe one day you might hear this song too from miles and miles away in your head and just know it's from me wishing you could be here with me in my bed and this is what my heart prays for without ever consulting my head.
By Ciara Evans6 years ago in Poets
