Hugo
You know there's a book, Full of half written stories, Full of little White lies.
Hey, I'm Courtni and I'm an really weird teenager. I decided that life is to short and if you have a passion, by all means do it and writing is one of mine. I'm not asking you to like my poems, quotes or anything I might write. I'm am asking you to enjoy writing your own poems. If you like mine. Thank you. It means a lot :)
You know there's a book, Full of half written stories, Full of little White lies.
Would you take your secrets, Hide them in a box, Would you store your feeling, Just to keep them on lock Would you run away when you know my mistakes. Would you ever love me Ever again..
Only for you. I lay my colours down. Plate it up. It's a gift to you. Only for you. I'll never hide the truth. Show you all the lies. I hope you love them too. Only you can. Hurt me the way you do.
Your like a drug, Killing me inside, loving me outside. My personal brand of heroin. So good,So bad it's right. You take my blood and replace it with cold liquor.
Hidden, buried No body knows Shaken, scared No body knew Terrific, horrific I wish you knew Deep inside a monster grew. How can you love someone, With a soul like mine.
It's dark over there, Were the trees are grey and the plants are willowing. The smell of death, so close, so sudden. It's cold over there, And where is there he asked Yet I don't know.
You change after you have seen your whole life flash before your eyes, your view of life changes.You identify the beauty, but then you identify the ugly, every thinks the know what life is and how to...
Doesn't matter how high you climb up, you can climb higher and higher and the further away your goal can become.
I wish someone could love a no body. For someone to love that no one so deeply that they can never let go because without that no one, you wouldn't be someone.
Time and time again, I'm stuck in this evil haven. Stuck in the past, stuck in the future. Were will I end up. No bodies knows. Because in this dark haven true colours show..
Everyone will pass their judgement, About me and you. And everyone will try to tear us a part. No matter what I do. And I hope were ever the sun shines, it's beautiful.
For Remembrance Day- Why. Why are we fighting. Why are we killing. Why are we dying. Murderers Is that how we're proclaimed.
Kisses, touches, Lust, neck kissing 143 What does that mean. 143 Hand holding, couch cuddling 143 There I go again 143 I got one thing to say to you 143 And you want me to define 143.
This is my 21st Opuss!. And as 21 is my favourite number so I'm dedicating this to a little girl who I mention In my poems. Young girl, White eyed, Once again she sees the light.
A moment silence is all we have. A moment of staring is all we'll ever have. A moment of wishing is all we will ever get. A moment of you and me is all we have left..
Simple, yet so very complicated. A laugh , a tear, a smile, a frown are also uncomprehending. It easy but so complex, To know the reason for every concept..
Life is like dice You roll it, Ups and downs. Life is like dice, It lands on a random number Left and right. With a dice there is no right, nor wrong answers..
You can stitch a cut up but you can't stop the internal bleeding, You can pretend everything is okay just because your surviving. You can accept death, but still feel the pain.
I'm living, I'm breathing, I'm hurting and heaving, I'm swallowing, I'm still eating, I'm smile a very fake smile, But I'm still breathing.
She's one of those boys, Hair up, trainers on, She's one of those boys, Kicking, punching and no screaming. She's one of those boys, Tracksuit haven, baseball hats, She's one of the boys..
Love, Live, Life, Cause one day, We are all going to die..
You show me the sun,. Then you turn it to rain and switch between thunder,. It's such an honest game,. A game you play,. The mastermind the joker always so sober,.
It starts with an easy hello, Happy days, smiles, hugs and kisses, Then it becomes torturous, murderous and incompatible.
I remember it was a warm summers evening. Me and you, sitting alone on the soft wet grass. And why were we sitting there. You tell me. Because that was the last time I saw your handsome face.
Lost yet found, Hope to Reverse the irreversible, Try then fail Fall to rise. Live to die That is life..
Dedication to M- See I've been searching for you, Looking for you, trying to find me in you, Bright eyes, first class smile always willing to stay for a while.
They say I'll get over you. Yet when I see you my heart still skips a beat. My palms sweat and I have inhumane need to kiss you. When I see you I picture what we could of have.
I lost it. I lost what I had left. It was all I had that kept me going. Kept me breathing, kept sane and kept me praying for a better day. Every day this question torments my brain.
To the little girl in the hat, Big dreams, big eyes. Hoping for a better life. But we took it.
Shatter broken pieces, Crumble bits of heart and all.
I have my own little paradise, were little blue birds fly, That's what I call paradise, I place were it's just You and I, If I could capture a smile, Just to remember this pretty little paradise, It...
I cry, Day and night, night and day It doesn't matter anyway, I get the blade that a use everyday, Just to take the pain away.
What's left of us if all we do is kill, She turns away, Trying to forget the world But he can't forget her, What's left of us if all we do is lie She tries to run To get away But he's begging her...
I took me a long time. It took me a really long time to realise what I used to have, I didn't have anymore. That who I was, I wasn't anymore. And who I loved isn't here anymore.