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Feb 5, 2008 2:50:36 GMT -5
Post by jasper on Feb 5, 2008 2:50:36 GMT -5
Wow, you're really good. . . You can go from bitter hate and suicide, to true love torn from the stitches. I really like poetry myself, but I'm not very good. Hope to see more posts in the future.
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Feb 5, 2008 19:50:29 GMT -5
Post by BloodyLittleMinx on Feb 5, 2008 19:50:29 GMT -5
Watch
I stood there and watched My life fall apart It was slit with a blade "Love" just sliced right through my heart
I didn't want to watch But I just couldn't stop She came up to him My on true love
I watched her kiss him Full on the mouth OH I hated it That was all I'd dreamed about
I watched him react Startled at first Then he smiled at me And quenched his lustful thirst
I watched them retreat Walk away from my pain Ignoring my feelings Treating it like a game
They knew I loved him But they went anyway They saw how I felt And had led me astray
I'd wanted it to be me To kiss him like that To make him feel different And grin like a cat
I watch my life As it falls apart. Will there ever be anything After this Dark?
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Here is to all those working on a heartbreak. It sucks, but move on. If they did that to you, then they don't deserve to glory in your presence.
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Feb 6, 2008 2:13:00 GMT -5
Post by midori on Feb 6, 2008 2:13:00 GMT -5
That poem is really good. . . I don't like the guy though. . .has this really happened?
~~Have you ever felt like you knew someone really well, like they were your best friend, but then you realize that everything they ever told you was a lie?
Well anyways, here is another poem. . .
"Your Life Played Out in Lies"
You find comfort in yourself, and clothe yourself in lies. It hurts that you tricked me, but I refuse to cry. I fell for this image, of the person you said you are. But there's a question I have to ask, how'd you make it this far? I don't know who you are, or who you want to be. But I fear that if I trust you more, the more you'll disappoint me. I almost thought I made a friend, but instead I've found a fake. And right now I'm really thinking, that this fake image of you should break. But everything makes sense now, the plans, the ideas, the look in your eyes. From the beginning you were afraid, that one day, someone would see your lies. You tricked me into believing and you've tricked others too. Now I'm stuck here with this question, tell me, who are you?
~~And now I know why promises are meant to be broken. Disappointment. Utter disappointment. It's been a long time since I've been disappointed, well this disappointed. I've come to a simple conclusion, do not trust someone so easily.
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Feb 6, 2008 21:02:30 GMT -5
Post by BloodyLittleMinx on Feb 6, 2008 21:02:30 GMT -5
Who did you trust? Plus no. That hasn't happened to me. I always dream about it though. I think it means i'm going to die a spinster. what do you think?
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Feb 7, 2008 2:09:01 GMT -5
Post by midori on Feb 7, 2008 2:09:01 GMT -5
Well this one was kind of pointed a two different people. . . One was a guy who said that he liked my friend, He said stuff like "you're the only one for me" and "I'd wait for forever if I had to". . .stuff like that, but then he started dating this other girl while he was still with her. . . The other one was this person at my old high school. . . He used to be my "Idol", but then I started talking to his brother, and realized that everything he had ever said that he had done was a lie and I, along with many others, had believed every word.
~~Does anyone here have a parent in the service? Well, I don't but my friends dad is. . .I saw what it put them through everytime that he would have to leave. . . Sometimes months on end, and I saw everything that they'd endured. Well I guess I just wanted to say that this one was inspired by everyone who had to see their parent leave, not sure if they'd come home. . .
"A Poem For My Daddy"
So what was the point of moving, if you're not even here?. So what was the point of moving, as I watch my falling tears. I'm not afraid to admit it, but I'm afraid to cry. I'm afraid you won't come back, I'm afraid you might die. I'm afraid to look at you, as tears threatened to spill. But in the end, it's no use, everything is surreal. I hate how everyone stares, but it's okay to say good bye. I try to say I love you, but tears fall from my eyes. Dad I'm tired of being broken, I'm tired of being so sad. Dad I just want you to come home, cause we miss you real bad. I pray for you each night, and I'll be strong just for you. I'll keep living each day, and hope my dreams come true. In other words, I love you dad and I'll miss you.
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Feb 7, 2008 20:57:20 GMT -5
Post by twilightfanatic on Feb 7, 2008 20:57:20 GMT -5
wow you guys im really impressed!!!!
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Feb 8, 2008 0:11:53 GMT -5
Post by midori on Feb 8, 2008 0:11:53 GMT -5
I wasn't really sure if I wanted to post this one here, it's the way I feel about my mom right now. . . Even though she doesn't mean it, she is causing me a lot of pain. . . I know she knows that it is hurting me to keep me here, but I don't think that she sees the extent and that is really my fault. . . I laugh to make her happy, and I smile, but sometimes it's just hard. . . I've been talking to her about how I really feel now, but she still doesn't see. . .
"Hiding my Pain"
It's funny how I'm acting, pretending that I'm fine. I tell myself I'm okay, just to pass the time. I laugh at my stupidity, and smile at my pain. I think I'm going crazy, I'm driving me insane. But each laugh is a mask, my sorry excuse for a lie. Behind the mask my tears fall, and shatter me inside. But instead I cover it up, I don't want you to see. All the hurt you're putting me through, all the pain you're causing me.
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Feb 8, 2008 2:18:49 GMT -5
Post by jasper on Feb 8, 2008 2:18:49 GMT -5
Yeah I have family that's in the Navy and it does hurt to see them leave. . . And I've had friends who had to move because their parents were in the service.
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Feb 8, 2008 17:15:25 GMT -5
Post by twilightfanatic on Feb 8, 2008 17:15:25 GMT -5
i know what you mean jasper
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Feb 8, 2008 23:42:02 GMT -5
Post by BloodyLittleMinx on Feb 8, 2008 23:42:02 GMT -5
well... here goes.
Please
You always just take me Never ask just say We moved again isn't that great? No actually it isn't It is not even ok. You make me leave my friends Then they learn to stay away. I want to scream But don't want to bother you. So here I sit, Coming apart at the seams. You don't mean to hurt me, But you do anyway. All I want is to enjoy life, And you take me away. So now I ask, Will you let me stay? In one place that makes me happy, I dream you'll say ok. But of course you never do, So I lie. Telling everyone I'm okay, It's not like I'll die. But maybe I will, Die of dissapointment. I don't think it's true, Becuase if it is, I would be rotting away. You never keep your promises, Just say meanigless things that crush my soul. Now why should I beleive you? Tell me the answer to that. When you say we'll be happy, Just, please tell me the answer to that.
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Feb 8, 2008 23:55:42 GMT -5
Post by midori on Feb 8, 2008 23:55:42 GMT -5
I know exactly how you feel right now. . . well not about the constantly moving, but having to leave the place your happy at. . . I practically begged my mom to just let me stay in Washington, but she ignored it and said that I had to come. . . She wants me to be happy here, but she knows its an impossibility. . . I know what it feels like to be lied to. . . She told me that I could leave and go home on the Fourth, now she's saying that she's not sure when I can leave. . .
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Feb 9, 2008 0:05:07 GMT -5
Post by BloodyLittleMinx on Feb 9, 2008 0:05:07 GMT -5
well here is how my mom works. i can't even count how many promises she's broken with me. and for when i was six to 9 i would come home to my mom (divorced parents) and she would say something like you'll never guess where we're living this year! and it sucks i actually warn my friends that. and i just read this email.. it said that "friends are like balloons, once you let them go they never come back. now i'm going to tie you to my heart so i'll never lose you." that almost made me cry, because i know that every single friend i've had before i moved don't ever talk to me. and i always lose them. they never come back, and neither do i.
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Feb 9, 2008 17:51:09 GMT -5
Post by midori on Feb 9, 2008 17:51:09 GMT -5
I'll always be here! I'm sorry about always having to move. . . You'll always be one of my friends.
"Maybe. . ."
The cup is half-empty my life is a little less, I'm rarely ever happy, I'm emo at best. It scares me sometimes, when I begin to look back. And then when I look ahead, I face all the facts. I look for a sign of heaven or a piece of it will do. But no matter how long I search, I know it'll never come true. Maybe if I die, I'll find that piece of serenity. And when I'm dead, maybe you'll remember me.
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Feb 10, 2008 1:11:40 GMT -5
Post by BloodyLittleMinx on Feb 10, 2008 1:11:40 GMT -5
Promises
Why do you always do this? Make me promises you'll never keep. You think you always do, but you've never asked me. You don't think of how it makes me feel, To know to have no expectations. To know that when you say not today, it means I was right, not hooray. Each time I try not to get dissapointed, But sometimes I don't do so well. You say Why the face. I can't honestly answer, To say, you know, I was right again today. You like to leave me hanging I just sit and wait. For you to remember me, and our plans for today. You normally forget, and I have to remind you. You promised me today, But it probably will never happen. Especially not today. So very few promises that you ever keep. It really is sad. When you dissapoint me, I just say too bad.
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Feb 10, 2008 19:39:31 GMT -5
Post by twilightfanatic on Feb 10, 2008 19:39:31 GMT -5
WOW!! YOU GUYS R GOING CRAZY!!!
That day that yours and my eyes met, Could never be forgotten, Being together for so long, And look at what its broughten.
The day no one could even describe, Is the day I got to know you, The times you watched me stay up and cry, Makes me feel i want to die!
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