Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Fate

Fate

This game you play
Is very dangerous
Like jumping out of a plane
Forgetting your parachute

You act innocent
Like an angel
From above
Pure and fragile

Guess again
Your act only works on a crowd
I’m not part of it
I see you for who you are
Stripping away the mask
That fools everyone else

You start a war
When I’m winning
You retreat 
Finding higher authority
Hiding behind them
Like I’m the one
Who committed treason
Harming one of my own

You didn’t expect me to fight back
When you first attacked
Sorry to disappoint you
I’m not defeated
Just like that

You may have begun this war
Trying to take an advantage over me
Despair will only fall on you
I will finish first
every time
I fight for victory
Never backing down

Think again
Before throwing punches my way
If you choose to anyways
Finish what you started 

You can’t hide
Just because things
Don’t go your way
In the end you will pay

Eventually your body
Will crash to the ground
With nothing there to stop you
But the last feeling
Of branches

Causing you every bit of pain
You inflicted on me
All because you played dangerously
Leaving behind your parachute
Fate claims you

© Christie Cote
October 26, 2010


To the mean girl(s) in my past. You know who you are! I always Persevere.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Scars



Scars

The scars that mark me
Can’t be seen
They wrap themselves around
A fragile part of me
Where I feel every one
Some start out small
Even unnoticeable
Until they grow
Not being able to ignore
The pain that is really there
It was hidden for so long
The appearance hits me hard
Taking my breath away
Somehow my heart still beats
With the scars that cover it
This heart once unmarked
Is a canvas for scars
They seem to spread
Like a burning fire
That can’t be put out
I feel each one
Like I’m touching the flame
The burning starts out subtle
Then becomes unbearable
To lose this pain
I must reconcile
The mistake I made
So long ago
I can’t hide
The pain I feel inside
It is too strong
To hold onto
Without losing hope
Happiness so far away
My heart wont be content
Until certain scars are healed

© Christie Cote
September 30,2010

Distant Memory

Distant Memory

Tears spill down my face
I just can't get away
This pain
So real, so deep
Consumes my heart
Who do you think you are?
Winning me
The prize you sought
Then throwing me away
Like a worthless souvenir
You picked up along the way
I looked for the good
That I thought I saw
Giving you a chance
To hold my heart
Instead you crushed it
Without a care
Stripping the mask you held
Finding the cold heart
Hidden beneath
Don't have feelings
I don't care to stay
This game you play
Won't touch me
Soon you will see
How strong I can be
Soon you will be
Like a distant memory
A beautiful rose
With thorns that pierced me
The wounds heal
As if it never happened
It will be
As if you don't exist

©Christie cote
October 21, 2010

For Adair Doe

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The Beauty Of the Sun

The Beauty Of The Sun

When the sun sets
It's a beauty of
All the memories
You have...
And when the world goes dark
Things seem impossible...
But don't give up
The Sun will rise once again

© Christie Cote
December 6, 2005

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Looking Back


Looking Back

Today I find myself
Looking back
Thinking about how it should have been
Regrets are spread across the past
Trading in people who mattered
For one unforgiving mistake
Wanting to go back
Choosing the other path
Life has found its way
To where I am today
This person I have become
Is who I want to be
Both roads would have lead to here and now
Unfortunately the path I followed
Left behind the people
Who mattered most 
My heart feels the loss
I clearly still care
After all this time
I have the memories stored
And the thoughts of the ones that could have been
I can never get back
What I lost
Part of me hoping they understand
Disappointment in myself
For going against
Everything I was
Turning into a robot
Who couldn’t make choices
Or let my own voice be heard
When I went down that path
I became programmed
Stuck until I overrode it
Finding my voice again
Knowing I wasn’t the only one
Who got hurt in the process
Part of my life was taken away
A part I will never get back
My heart
Will always bare the scar
That will have the memories underneath
No matter where life takes me
I will always remember

© Christie Cote
August 4, 2010

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Best Friends Forever

Best Friends Forever

It’s been so long
Since that first day
Of second grade
We found each other
And stuck together
We were shy back then
We were just each other’s friend
Best friends is what we become
Deciding we would stay that way
Life was more simple then
We could carelessly play
Not thinking we were in any danger
As we got older
Our choice of friends changed
But we still held on
To our friendship
The day came that I had to move away
Leaving my best friend behind
Life wasn’t the same
No one can replace
The special bond we made
Most friends come and go
But we were best friends for life
Over the years
We have grown apart
Lost touch for long periods of time
In the end
We have always found each other again
Our friendship is stronger than most
No matter where life takes us
And how different we become
We can always count on each other
That’s what best friends do

© Christie Cote
July 25, 2010
For Amber Bessette

Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Perfect Day


A Perfect Day
As you watch the sky
The beauty of it
Is in your eyes
The summer wind
Blowing in your hair
As everything is at peace
The world seems perfect
Like nothing can go wrong
All your worries
Have diminished into it beauty
The song that the birds sing
Are like no other
The life they symbolize is pure and unique
As you’re out there
You can wonder why
Life isn’t always this peaceful
You can listen with your heart
And close your eyes and dream
But in the end
You will always know
That life could never be this perfect.
© Christie Cote
January 9, 2005

Lost Friend


Lost Friend
It has been years since we have been friends
Why do I still think of you
It still hurts to see your name
I’m the one who walked away
But I tried to come back
Wanted to make things right
Why did you say it was ok
If you were just going to turn your back on me anyways
Those words hit me hard
I still don’t understand
You find me in my dreams
But when I awake your not there
I never stopped caring about you
I hear songs and think about you
I can even hear your voice singing along
All I have left is my memories
I can’t forget you
The friendship we had
Was special
I regret every day
Losing the connection we had
How did we go from being so close
To not knowing each other at all
I want to talk to you to hear your voice
And laugh with you about the past
Watching you play piano singing from your heart
I was your number one fan
But first I was your best friend
As you get closer to your dream
Don’t forget where you came from
Remember your friends that stood beside you
In the very beginning
© Christie Cote
May 4, 2010

Hiding Who I Am



Hiding Who I Am
Why do you ask me to hide myself
Taking away who I am inside
Telling me it is not ok
To reflect myself
In things I do and say
Who are you to say
That these things are not ok
You chip away at me
Slowly making me into
The robot you want me to be
Individuality is just a dream
I’m living in a world
Where it is not invited
I must talk a certain way
And act following your standards
Or I will not be accepted
Losing myself along the way
So I can walk among you
How will I stand out
If you make me like everyone else
Soon you will not be able
To tell me apart from anyone else
I will just blend in
Lost in the sea of sameness
© Christie Cote
February 9, 2010

New Sight


New Sight
I was blind for so long
When I finally opened my eyes
And could see clearly
For the first time
I saw what was right in front of me
Waiting for so long
Hoping I was not too late
Not wanting to lose something so great
Somehow no one saw
What I was seeing
Making it hard to believe
That I wasn’t in a dream
And I am really this lucky
For the first time
I had something worthwhile
Something that I wanted more than anything
© Christie Cote
November 29, 2009

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