Poems

Ex's

2009-07-07T13:39:38-07:00

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Ex’s

You say you like me,
then the next time around
you say you like my best friend!
What is wrong with you?
I fell as if my body is just going to shut down in front of you.

You ask me to hang out with you
but do you show up?
No, your out screwing’ some other chick,
I hope you burn in hell.

You say that your sorry,
And you want to get together again,
And I say yes to that,
And get my heart broken
How dumb could I have been?

Now I lay thinking of what will happen next?
What am I going to do with you?
Oh wait there is nothing I can do with you
with your lying and cheating
I just can’t take it anymore
Your gone, out of my life, secluded away
From me, Thanks for making my life a living hell.

You Are

2009-07-07T13:31:38-07:00

You Are

you are the words I keep beneath my heavy breath
you are my one last hope when nothing is left
you are the razor against my skin
you are the cuts upon my jutting hips
you are the wrong turn I was never supposed to take
you are the strings that mend my breaks
you are my heart of wax that forever melts
you are all the feelings I wish I never felt

Why Can�t I Have You

2009-07-07T13:31:05-07:00

Why Can’t I Have You

There are things I want to tell you
I try telling you
but when I do
I come broken inside...
I feel as if you might not care
I hope you'll feel the same way
it’s never going to happen between us...
the love I have for you will never fade.....

What I Want In A Man

2009-07-07T13:30:34-07:00

What I want in a Man

I want a man who's handsome, smart and strong
One who loves to listen long.

One who thinks before he speaks
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.

I want him to be gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, be not annoyed.

Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
massages my back and begs to do more.

Oh! For a man who makes love to my mind
and knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"

I want this man to love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.

What I Love About You

2009-07-07T13:29:39-07:00

What I Love About You

I love the way you look at me,
your eyes so bright and blue.
I love the way you kiss me,
your lips so soft and smooth.

I love the way you make me so happy,
and the ways you show you care.
I love the way you say, "I Love You,"
And the way you're always there.

I love the way you touch me,
always sending chills down my spine.
I love that you are with me,
and glad that you are mine.

The Lost Love

2009-07-07T13:29:00-07:00

The Lost Love

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Is it Over,
I am Fine,
Thank You Dearly,
For Your time,
I'll Be Leaving,
Don’t you Cry,
I'll Be Back Soon,
At least I'll Try,

Cant You See
There is No Time to Think,
Selfishly,
Yesterdays Gone,
Tomorrow's Here,
Cant Turn Back Now,
I Wont Quit,

I Still Love You

I Swear
I Always Will

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The Box

2009-07-07T13:27:28-07:00

The Box

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I opened the box I hid your letters in, strange how reading aged words sparks so much memory. You spoke of a dark place, where you where alone all the time, sad and full of the kind of hate no one else gets except for you. I know you felt alienated and like everyone including your parents hated you. I always loved you, you where cared for even when I spoke nothing, even when I didn't write back. Part of me hated you, I enjoyed your pain. Now you knew how I felt. I am sorry I was so selfish, that I didn't care for you like I had always promised. You say no one there talks to you, and that they have their own issues to deal with. We all want everyone to care about our issues, you are stronger than me for letting them be, for living alone with your sadness. Your out now, and it has been over a year, to be fully honest sometimes I wonder if by leaving you, I set you down the road you left on, you always said I made you stronger and gave you hope. I let you go, to the wolves and the bears and to the kids in all black who gave you happiness in a pill or a bowel or a bottle. If it counts for anything I smoke a lot of cigs now, i am not as strong as you thought I was then I suppose. We smoke a lot now, behind the mini mart during photo class, stupid as it may be these times mean a lot to me, he's still my best friend at this point and we are graduating. I always wonder if we hadn't split if we'd be happy now, but life doesn't work that way does it. You used to tell me that we are all just fucked up and it varies in sereneness, I agreed with you then i would just never admit it, you should see the things I think about doing. This is your last year and I am out now, it is how I wanted it to be, except I need to grow up now, I need to move on, move away, move out and move forward in life. I guess I am terrified, I always was loud and care free, but I am insecure and lonely now, my room is pretty damn dark, and I never do the things I want to. I love you friend, I hope your life is beautiful, and I hope I can get past this stagnant place I am at. and you a pretty girl three hours away, tomorrow I get to meet God.

Looks hopeful

Swept

2009-07-07T13:26:31-07:00

Swept

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Swept up by the torrent

and flung between the gales

led on by the current

assisted by dashed sails

You hear men cry for mercy

and women swear good bye

the clergy hiss a heresy

and the children wait to die

Like rain drops on a pane

death is held at bay

but not forever can contain

for death will find a way

Thus this is why we pace

Twas from birth till we are gone

to search for a clue or trace

to the rhythm of our song

Perhaps there is a God

or are we all alone

and we shift to find the frauds

but no theory we condone.

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Sometimes

2009-07-07T13:25:52-07:00

Sometimes

Sometimes I feel inferior
like if I don't even belong on this planet.
Like I don't matter to anyone.
Sometimes I wish I had never been born
maybe that would cure the pain.
Maybe thinking I was still a fetus would help.
No...It wouldn't.
That would never slow down my birth and the pain of this unbearable life.
I often think about death.
But more about life.
What is the point of living if you're meant to suffer?
Suffering amounts to nothing - if it is not death.
So when we look at it,
what is the point of living?
To be stressed, be heartbroken?
No one ever said life was fair
No one ever said that life was going to be easy.
But wouldn't it be better if it WAS in fact, easy?
If everything would go smoothly?
If we could do things with ease and not be hurt?
To live and to love.
To live and feel worthy.
Until we die?
I wish I had a life like that.

So True. I Love You

2009-07-07T13:25:04-07:00

So True. I Love You

The days are so warm and lovely.

The sunshine seems so saving.

Time will pass. With clouds in mass.

Still the sun is there.

For all the blows, fall downs and colds.

There is my sun.

For he will be the one to enlighten me.

To hold me, love me and fill the void inside.

My unbroken heart can only hold back so much.

The desire to truly love is overpowering.

I find myself soul searching wondering why.

Why do I wait for him? Why do I worship him?

Why do hang on his every word like...

A broken heart.

So true.

But

I love you.

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