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A smile grew It was you I knew A tear that fell down Mixed with a frown I fought and lost You were the cost I'm sorry, it's not you That's what they say, but it's true I cried and cried And then...
My love for you is strong. And I swore to never do you wrong. And believe me when I say I don't want to lose you. But I don't want my love for you to bruise you. You will always be in my dreams.
She hides behind a smile. Crying all the while. She'll tell eventually. But it'll take years. She really is hiding behind those tears. "I'm sorry I never knew". And I never realised too.
#acorn .. (think its another one I had deleted) _______ My eyes are the mirror to my soul, If you look you will see my goal. Release me from this torment, Can't you see my intent.
So you've been avoiding My written words You wanted me to stop But I find that absurd It's how you think It's harder than you know You can't get involved If you want to up and go You came you...
I never forgot your smile I never forgot your laugh I never forgot they way you make me instantly fill with joy I never forgot the way we used to greet each other in the hallway everyday I never...
Can you forgive my love. Was it placed to wrongly. When push comes to shove, I know we both felt strongly.
Forgive me, I had no choice, Forgive me, In you're usual tender voice. Forget all this anger, I know I did wrong, Forgive all this anger, All I did was tag along.
(It's more of an open letter, sorry it's not very good as you know I'm bad at poetry :L ) Can you see me My faults and my prides. Can you hear the mistakes I yell in you ear.
The patch of dirt on grassy lawn speaks louder then the stone that lies above the slushy mud where grass is neatly grown. The only thing that I can smell is metal, sterile, clean.
Where did you go. Why am I last to know. Was it all a lie. What about the tears I cry. What about that kiss.
I guess I'll fall into this trap. I guess I have no choice. I tried to scream but no one heard. I guess I have no voice. These wounds I thought that time would heal. I guess that I was wrong.
You can't hold on anymore,. You cant call me yours,. We both know we've changed,. I'm not the one you adore,. It's going to end,. The pieces will scatter,. All our lies and fights will overcome,.
Is there anyone else like me. In this world that seems so lonely. Is there anyone just for me. I just want someone to know me. Is there anyone else like me. On this planet that seems so bleak.
Your face is river, ever flowing, changing upon every tide, A simple poison is not knowing, whether you should run and hide. But most time it's contained as so by fake, unjust serenity.
Thoughts of us rumble in my jumbled mind, visions of days gone by surround my soul; our love was pure and simple,not complicated by outside forces.
It's not a night for laughter. It's not a night for fun. It's not a night to sing and dance. Or play and skip and run. It's not a night to dry the tears. Pouring from my eyes.
I gave you my heart, My golden heart, And it formed tiny cracks, From the start. You gave me a stone, A heart made of stone, Crushed my heart of gold, Left me all alone.
Promises. I kept. Secrets. I kept. But now my last promise to you I can't keep. I no longer want to shed tears in my sleep. Your Promises. Broken. My Secrets. Spoken.
#100days I am trapped and I hunger, I yearn for the day. When bonds become weightless And the chains fall away.
Who are you to point and judge. Have you no one at all to love. The reason for all fear and hate, all you do is sit and negate. Tears soon come simply because, all you do is point and judge.
I love you, Please don't leave me. A father, Dad, my world. Sheltering, Protecting, From all so meanly hurled. You've been that heartfelt shoulder, I'll cry on, Weep on, Cling.
How the fuck. Could I fall for her. Her putrid lies. I didn't deserve. Her serpent tongue. And devil eyes. Why couldn't I see. Through her disguise. I could wish her the pain. That she caused me.
It's torture watching you with her The way you look in her eyes with care I try to pretend that it doesn't affect me But I still love you, don't you see.