Queen B's blog: "Poems"

I love you more than you could know, But you said you had to let me go. I hoped and prayed we could work things out, Your love I started to doubt. You want to start over and just be friends, But what if that's something that never ends? I'll try my hardest not to cry, Just look the other way if I start to sigh. I cried and cried when it came to the end, I'll try my hardest to be a friend. I can;t make promises I don't know of I can keep, But I want you to know my love for you runs deep. I can't just put my love aside, And pretend like we never even tried. Somehow I always make you mad at me, Now I know why you set me free. I'm sorry I made you feel like dirt, And somehow always made you hurt. I told you it was always started by me, But why do we have to let things be? I'm sorry I tried to figure things out, And what was happening and what it was all about. You said you were worried I'd hang up on you, I guess I should have been worried about it too. When I'm around you I'll try not to be blue, Just because I'd do anything for you. I'd lay my life down on the line, Just to be able to hold you one more time. I'll just have to wait for things to cool down, And sometimes I'll just sit and frown. Don't worry I'll be just fine, And I'll wait for you till the end of time. I love you and even though we had to part, You'll always hold a special place in my heart.

Am I Dead?? The blade is sharp, And ready for the kill. I hold it firm in my hand, I feel like I've been put under a spell. The tears stream down my face, They're just an annoyance washing away this empty hollow space. I can not think, my mind is in a whirl, Then I remember it was God who put me on this world. So he is to blame for all the pain there is to show, He is to blame for this hell that I know. No it's not he who chose my path, The only one to blame is me. That's why it comes down to this, As I think of all the friends I'm going to miss. Then a thought strikes though my head, Why do I think I must be dead? As I sit here and ponder this question I've found, With the knife in my hand my head starts to pound. The world starts spinning then starts to goblack, Am I lost, am I dead, is there any way to go back? I wake up the next day, A hospital bed is where I lay. My arms and legs are strapped down, For some reason my head still pounds. I try to get up to see what happened to me, But my wrists hurt and I can't seem to get free. My eyes feel heavy and start to close, Maybe I'll just let myself doze. The world goes black, This time I know I'm not going back. My mom will cry but try to be brave, Put Mommy's Little Angel on my grave. I love you mom and I hope you know, That even though I had to go. You were on my mind until the end, Say goodbye for me to all my friends. Tell them that I tried to stay, And I'll see them when they come my way. One more thing before I say goodbye, I know I can't say this before I start to cry. Tell my boyfriend I love him, And I hated to leave him. Tell him I'll love him until the last dawn, And I still love him even though I am gone. My time is through, So it's time to say goodbye to all of you.