Tuesday, October 26, 2010



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



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

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