Young and Reckless

Young and Reckless

A Poem by C.Elle

Being young and reckless with love


It all started with your punk glasses in my hands

The sight of you banging your head with the beat

The tires kicking up dirt as the wheels spun

Recklessness and my curfew thrown to the street


I should have known after that first crazy night

You never asked to take it to that level

You came and promised me your soul

And then accused me of being the devil


You were just a child acting so childish

But I’m no toy and don’t break like that

You turned around and walked away from me

With all of your lies as crooked as your hat


Only when you left did I realize the truth

The truth that I had already chosen you

You left me without plans in a world so cold

And now I’m lost and sick with more than the flu


Love can bring hate and with that iron fingers

Your glasses sit in pieces upon my bed

I see you often and I just want to scream

But my heart just stays quiet and bleeds instead

© 2010 C.Elle

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I loved it. Im quite young and reckless myself. This piece had a message as well as a story. I found myself in a similar situation in life. Right about now. No one ever said love was easy.

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on November 20, 2010
Last Updated on November 20, 2010