As a Teenager Grows

By Andrea Coker

In life, often one feels alone and that there is something better than what they are living. Throughout this book an author is writing from her heart to show people everywhere that they are not the only ones who feel that way. She reaches for the stars, falls into the ocean and sinks deeper into darkness than before. Yet, as the poems continue on and her advice reaches the hearts of those around her, she bares all emotions in the process. Looking to guide others in a direction of peace and hopefulness in the end, as well as happiness, she shares her darkest moments which eventually lead to her highest dreams.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Mar 29, 2013
• ISBN: 9781481715614

Andrea Coker

Since I was in Junior High School, I have been writing poetry and a few years after that I started writing books as well. As always, practice and the enjoyment I got from writing made me improve. English was always my easiest subject in school and most of the time seems like the only one I enjoyed and was even good at. Now I am studying to become a Secondary Education English teacher at Arizona State University. Amongst the many classes I have taken since entering college, I have taken many English classes that have helped my writing become more professional as well. I live near Phoenix, Arizona and writing has become a way to express myself and I enjoy it more and more each day.

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© 2013 by Andrea Coker. All rights reserved.

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Published by AuthorHouse 02/07/2013

ISBN: 978-1-4817-1562-1 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4817-1561-4 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2013902695

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Contents

Introduction

Inner Sanctum

Words Are

Words Haunt My Mind

Hidden Treasure

Rhythm

Lyrical Poet

Book

A Look inside My World’s Favorite Places

Heavens

Sky

Waves

Love Sickness Sets In

Love Me Too

Sand, Water, Rain, and Hands

Maybe Even More

Waking Moments

Favorite Feelings

To Come First

Paths Combine and Intermingle

I love . . .

God I

Kiss

I think I love you

Passion Left She Did Too

Just Before Dawn

The Ocean Rushed By

I Don’t Think I Can be the One to Let Go

Story Poems

Poem of a Friend

The Sun Leaves the Sky

They Fell Out of Grace

The Whispering Slave

The Mundane Life

Someone to Meet

Family

Memories

Christmas

Grandfather

Haiku’s and Tonka’s

Dismantled Love

Lost and Confused

Sinking

Darkness

Beautifully Dangerous

Silent

Here But Gone

A Moment

Nearly Dead

The Grace of Night

Slipping Farther

In the Night

Betrayed

Sun

Moon

Blackened

Owl

Rain

The Same

Don’t Mix

Loves Walk Way

Time is Parting

Eternity

Safe With You

Eyes of Red Rage

Harvest

Late September

Uncertainty

The Path Unseen

The Fear

A Nightingale of thoughts

Friendship

Friendship

Fuck This

I Don’t Trust You Anymore

So Precious

Life

Dominos

You Are Alive . . . Aren’t You?

What do I do now?

Quiet

Moving on

Chaos is life, protection from it is rare.

If I die tomorrow

The Things I Have Done

Darkness Moves In

Can We Stop

Red

Growing Weak

All Alone

Dull Aches, Slowly Fading

Endless Night

Kaleidoscope of Distortion

Gone Away From Here

Temptations Lips

Full Depression

Slipping Through

Water

Velvety Darkness

When Darkness

A More Glorious Future

A Dream Untrue

A Glimpse

I don’t honestly know how I started writing poetry, but now that I am almost 20 I realize that I can’t live my life without it now. I have been writing since I was 12 or so and I never grew out of it. Sure there are times in my life where I don’t have a large window of opportunity to go ahead and write like I want to, but that’s life. It’s chaotic and hectic and you can’t always make it do what you want, that would be manipulation, not life. One valuable thing I have realized is I can always turn to poetry and writing in times of great emotional upheaval. Every once in a while that results in a poem that sometimes I never want to see again. Looking back now I see that when that happens I should never throw my