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Abused her for our pleasure. / And really, who are we? / And how can we undo her pain? / What can we give back to set her free? It’s not …
And just when you thought that things could not get any worse, they do. The feeling that maybe you messed up on something makes you feel …
And just when you thought that things could not get any worse, they do. The feeling that maybe you messed up on something makes you feel vulnerable and weak. He no longer smiles as we pass the hallways and he no longer says “hey!” or hi…but what happened? I don’t understand the whole gap that is now the silence between us. I think it was something that I wanted to happen which drove him away from me. He probably thinks of me as a young hopeless heart which has nothing better to do than to fantasize about something that he doesn’t want to become involved with. It shatters the heart sometimes and when it does the pain is unbelievable. I don’t know what to say to him now, much less how to face myself in order to talk to him again. There is nothing that is attaching him to me, so he has to be able to make his decisions with out me thinking that he has to answer to me. Yeah I do have feelings for him but I have learned that mislead love is the worst cause for tears and the saddest form of sentimental pain.
Of strength and love aftermath. And their purifying process.
Not everyone can be a Princess…but this is the real world…
Pretty pictures, that’s what they were.
On letting go and forgiving of a failed relationship.
WOUNDED LIKE A DIEING SPARROW / HEART DRAINING OF ALL EMOTION BUT PAIN / THE VERY EXISTENCE OF MY SOUL SHATTERED / STOMACH WRENCHING IN PAIN…
pain caused by jealousy
But your heart is an unruly child, / it pouts on the staircase and screams, / it will not go to bed until you / appease it with stories and…
Poem, title’s a quote from a friend, but the poem is an assignment for class—watch a stranger, record physical details, build them a background. Build them a lover, in the same small detail. write a poem about their relationship (of any sort, past/present/desired) as long as the imagined lover is the love of the stranger’s life.
The tears I cry, fall on dry cheeks / The tears I cry, I’ve cried for weeks / The tears I cry, don’t ease my pain / The tears I cry, can qui…
I can’t say sorry for the blame, / I can’t say sorry for the pain. / I can’t say sorry for this place, / Or the smile missing from your face…
I picked up the pieces to her once strong heart, / Covered in scars, previously fallen apart. / Like times before, she came back to me, / Bu…
Hey up there, where the angels fly / I sit alone and think, and try to see why / When you were here you could make me soar / Now that you’re…
I sat on a porch swing / Talking with dad / Recalling old memories / And the good times we had / He’d tell of my childhood / And we’d laugh ou…
You came to me weak and broken / And my feelings were unspoken / I tried to fix, I tried to mend you / But your feelings for me weren’t true…
It tasted rich and deep after stale taste of lost memories…
it was getting dark and my feeling were getting more and more mixed…if you want to find out more, please, have a read!
its kinda a love poem not really just aboout how if your having a bad day that this will soon change just wait for your day:)
this poem was made when i was crying about something..it tells you that just because your having a bad day that this can change:) some of this is about opening your eyes to the world and to stop seeing only what you want another part of it is about if you have been mistreated by a guy or girl..hope you guys like it:)
I wish the nightmare would stop..
feeling that make you feel helpless..all locked up begging to be out and this is the outcome of it being caged…
with your hate and your lies
blind spot
you know my fears
“I know for a fact we will never have anything ever again” / “please?” / “no”
You will never understand my words or my thoughts. / Will I ever hear your voice again
staying alive with false hope
Your lies forever in my clenched fists
love is a losing game
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