Angelique Paolucci

Angelique Paolucci Jan 2014

"If you haven't noticed yet I'm hardly ever okay."

"I know but I don't care."

"What do you mean you don't care?"

"I don't care that you are almost never okay. I just want you to get better."

"I know I'm trying."

"I care about you so I want you to get better."

"I know."

Angelique Paolucci Jan 2014

Untitled

I am a lifeless corpse
Still pretending that I am alive.

Angelique Paolucci Jan 2014

School

In class I am a ghost.
No one notices me.
I hide in the back.
I hear everyone's conversions.
My opinion is kept to myself.
They don't care as long as
I do the homework and
Pass the tests and quizzes.

No one cares about me.

Angelique Paolucci Nov 2013

8 pm Reminds Me of You

Last night I was walking home.
It was bright out
And I could see everything.
The darkness fit like
A brand new shirt that
Is the wrong size.
The wind gently blew around me.
The leaves created little tornodos
On the ground.
The noise they made as they
Dragged the ground
Reminded me of your breathing
At 3 in the morning
After you woke up from a
Nightmare.
The moon was hidden behind
A veil of clouds.
It reminded me of how
Shy you were
When we first met.
The wind was cold against my fingers.
Just like your hand
That you wrapped around mine
After we were outside together
For a while.
Chilly autumn nights
Just like last night
Are hard for me.
Because my dear
Every little thing
Reminds me of you.

Angelique Paolucci Nov 2013

My Pond

My sadness is like a very deep pond.
The surface is calm and quiet.
But underneath my monsters swim and hide.
I stop to peer on every do often.
And I fall in.
And I fall
And fall
And
Fall.
I sink deeper and deeper
Like a stone.
At first I hide that I'm sad.
A fake smile here and a fake laugh there.
But after a while
The happiness drains out of me.
My sadness engulfs
And consumes me.
I cannot breath and
Faking happiness is just to
hard.
Finally I brush the bottom with my fingertips.
Thoughts of leaving this planet
Flirt with me and won't go away.
Someone eventually dives in and
Drags me to the surface.
I gasp for breath and
Shiver from the cold.
They wrap a blanket around me and
Make me a hot cup of coffee.
Yet this time I don't think anyone
Will dive in after me.
Maybe I will float downwards
And finally hit the
bottom.

Angelique Paolucci Nov 2013

What a Waste

Once upon a time
There was a girl.
She had so much going for her.
But she wasted her life
On drugs and alcohol.
Oh well, we all sighed.
Not everyone is cut out for
Greatness.

Angelique Paolucci Oct 2013

Why am I here?

Trig class.
Oh no, please no.
I dread you to much.
Heart pounding, fear increasing.
I cannot do this. Why did I take this class?
Math has never been my strong suit.
Why am I so stupid?
I don't think I will pass this class.
This is to much stress for me to deal with.
I cannot handle much more of this.