Caralia🤍

Writing is my sparkle. Reading is my dreamland. Books are my coffee. Art is my Paris. Laughter is my puppy. My fictional crushes are my loves. You guys are my inspiration :)

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Caralia🤍

Writing is my sparkle. Reading is my dreamland. Books are my coffee. Art is my Paris. Laughter is my puppy. My fictional crushes are my loves. You guys are my inspiration :)

100

Writings

159

Followers

193

Following

Math Tests😢

Caralia🤍

1 min read

I sit down

So ready

To conquer this test

With my sharpened pencil

I write my name

With loopy letters

Perfectly spaced

Then I look over

The first page

Expecting to feel

Like I know it

But instead

The words blend

Together

The graphs

Become meaningless

The symbols

Turn into scribbles

My mind

and

**S**

**E**

**A**

**R**

**CH**

**ES**

For _anything_

But what does it find?

_No...

Poetry

Streets🚷

Caralia🤍

1 min read

(This is a poem not a story, and it’s me not my brother lol)

Streets

Cars rushing by

No traffic lights in sight

Cracks and bumps

So wide

Every step

Feels like a hike

Babies wailing

Beggars pleading

Pedestrians crowding

The narrow, deep

Never ending alleys

Brown,

Orange,

White,

Fluffy,

Furry,

Tiny

Cats

At every turn

Searching for a home

Or even just a friend

Here I am

Wavering back and forth...

The Crack💙

Caralia🤍

1 min read

(If you want, you can listen to Never Grow Up by Taylor Swift while reading this. Start at 2:30! It won’t be the same length as the song, so it might not perfectly match up lol.)

My eyelashes curled,

My blush blended,

My dress tied,

My smile bright,

I looked through

The crack in my window

Through the broken glass

I saw a little girl

Heavy rain

Slipped down her face

As she clutched her umbrell...

Poetry

They Saved Me🦆

Caralia🤍

7 min read

(Sorry this is so long lol. Thanks for reading though :) Also, this does mention depression and suicidal thoughts. Just a TW!)

“I’m not depressed, Mom”

Because I’m not. I’m just a girl who likes to write really sad poetry. Is that so bad?

“Honey… you were diagnosed with depression. Whether you think you’re depressed or not, you need therapy.”

I had it all figured out. Yes, my mind has been in ...

Find Each Other💙

Caralia🤍

3 min read

There was a mother who once lived in Florida with three beautiful children.

They were all young and each of them had a breathtaking view from their bedroom window.

Rosie, the oldest, had a view of the shoreline.

Fran, the middle child, had a view of the garden in their backyard.

Marie, the youngest, had a view of the bonfire where adults would gather by every night.

The kids had a nice hou...

Jump

Caralia🤍

1 min read

The wind blows my hair

I’m standing on the edge again.

The edge

Overlooks the sea

The one you and I watched

The day we met

The edge

Overlooks the sea

You dared me to jump into

A month later

I promised you I wouldn’t.

The edge

Overlooks the sea

Which I failed to listen to

When it was warning me

The edge

Overlooks the sea

Which you left me for

You jumped

I watched you fall

Thinking you would

...

Perfection

Caralia🤍

1 min read

Use a ruler

Draw a line

Make it straight

If there’s a single dent

Erase it all

And start over

Has

Perfect

Play the game

Chase the train

Until you’re only

Skin and bones

You

Have

Perfect

Be slim

Be delicate

Be smart

But never be proud

Perfection

All

You

Need

Match the girl

Who twirls with ease

Smiles with gleam

Tiptoes with grace

And bows with praise

She

Always

Perf...

Poetry

i need you💙

Caralia🤍

1 min read

i’m scared

All the What Ifs

Are flying like birds

Around my racing heart

Life is a battle

Which I’m willing to win

But one thing I can’t do

Is stay strong without your love

I need you

I know it’s selfish

But the way we walk,

Flipping our hair,

Through the twisty path of life

Will forever leave me stunned

I want you to see that

I want you to smell

The purple daisies

Feel

The fluffy blankets

See ...

Poetry

Cold Grass❄️

Caralia🤍

1 min read

I have been told

I live in a fantasy

I have been told

That my head is always

Soaring high above the clouds

They say “Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, or you’ll miss the flowers at your feet that bloom”

But all those flowers

Have been found dead on my lawn

All those petals

Were whisked away by the wind

I’m left here

Standing on frozen grass

With bare feet

Just waiting for a seed

To bl...

Poetry

My Color🍁

Caralia🤍

1 min read

Green leaf

So perfectly shaped

Lies on the sturdy

Brown branch next to mine

Mine, which cracks with even the

Smallest whistle of the summery autumn breeze

The green leaf, oh so kind and elegant,

Touches my soul in a way nothing else can

I watch it’s every move, hoping to find the greenery

It seems to cherish and hold so easily, like a butterfly

But the more water I steal, the more su...

Poetry