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I used this poem in my story Doppelgänger, because I couldn't think up another one on the fly. I wrote this for my dad my eighth grade year.
Baby was a cat I used to know. It was quite some time ago. I rescued her, she rescued me. Showing me what a wonderful cat was she. She was small and very petite.
Don't be afraid. There's a place that was made. A place in our hearts. A place we can stay. A place with no fear. A place we can play. A place always near. A place that's ok. A place which is ours.
I'm sorry I promised not talk to you; but i still did. I'm sorry for all those pointless fights. I'm sorry for caring so much that you got annoyed.
You broke my heart. You thought you were smart,. I fell for your lies,. The truth in your eyes. You dreaded me to tears. You brought my fears. Mascara trickling down. With a little frown.
I saw your face in a butterfly today. It made me weep and smile. Your essence floating on the breeze. I think I'll chase it for awhile.
Sometimes I just want to be loved. It seems like such a criminal thing to think. How dare I even let that be a passing thought. My cage is an empty fortress.
There always comes that time, When you realise you're helpless. And you wish your tenderness could soothe: A touch, a caress.
it creeps up on you when you least expect it, it catches you by surprise when it taps you on the side, it hurts most when Im on my own, knocks the air out of my lungs, thinking of how much that...
This wound would be the deepest. This wound would be the worst. This wound would test his mortality. This wound would leave him cursed.
I t is a horrid thing, to cry. C ontrol leaks away. R eality sinks in. Y ou realise there is nothing to do. F or a long time, you can't stop. O r control laboured breaths. R eal tears aren't pretty.
High above the turquoise sea. Winds blow strong. Seagulls flee. Watching as the sky turns grey. Storm clouds brew. I sit and stay. On the rocks, hard and cold. My heart feels young. My body old.
You glare at me with sorrowful eyes, So I turn to stare at your shadow. You face me and to my surprise, You lean in nicely in the night-glow.
Night time falling everything blue. Can't stop feeling I should be with you. Try to be strong, haven't the might. Everything's wrong and baby that ain't right. Suppressed emotion, can't seem to say.
I'm missing you, Like I shouldn't be, I haven't even made it to day three.
“I had notice you changed slowly after valentines I thought it was just a phase and it would be fine. But after a while I questioned your actions It did not match your words so there were suspicions.
“I miss you so much I just want to cry why can’t time speed up and fly by. Distance is a dick I want to kick in the balls I can only look forward to your phone calls.
~ by The Sorrow I face myself in the mirror and recognize my very dead eyes. You took everything I lived for and left me with your lies. All my memories turned to dust.
I should have told her I love her, I should have called her one last time, To reminisce about the memories, When we pretended she was mine.
I knew one day, We'd be there. With every step, The more I care. I'll cherish the memories, And keep close every photo. I loved our time together, Inside I hold your memento.
I drink a coffee with you absence and light a cigarette to the nostalgia, I give a kiss in the neck to you empty space.
Sleepers and dreamers and fallen gods; Clouded visions of silvered hearts. Burning angels with tears in their eyes, Forever yearning to break from loves lies.
Sitting under a starry night, With the moon shining bright, White reflected in my tears, As I realise all my fears. You'll never know how I feel, My heart locked with a seal.
I never got to hear you laugh, you never saw me cry, didn't get a chance to say "Hello" you never said "Goodbye" I didn't think that I could feel so sad, lost and all forlorn.