Feelings never returnedI'm dying insideMy feelings are trueMy thoughts I can't hideThough I try to from youEach day draws out longerYour siren's call strongerEach day I wish more to confessThough I'll run through red fieldsIn this white satin dressTo the midnight blue gloriesIn the sun's setting westAnd for you, I shall pick oneAnd place in a vaseAnd fill much more than mere water in that glassAnd as the petals rain down,So too shall my tearsFor the days expand longerAs do my new fears(Fears I know to be based round the truth)Fears that are centered round what you will doAnd I wish to stay strongAnd I wish to call outThou
JealousyI see herAnd I see you, And while I see you bothI don't know what to do-Because I love you,And it makes me madTo think ofSuch tender thoughtsThat you've had-And they aren't for me.No, they're to do with her,And though I know it shouldn't,It makes my cheeks burn-In jealousy.I'm selfish,So I'm sorry.I'd like you to myself,but don't worry,I'll simply suffer in silence.
My secret inspirationYou instill in meThe strongest feelingsThe deepest feelingsI've ever knownYou've become for meA catalystAnd a museFor my poetryAnd you may never know itBecause I am too shy
DeadDead inside, andDesperate for lifeDecaying and bitter, aDull silver knifeEscape from this placeErase all the painEntreat mysteryEffortlessly derangedAnalogies spinningA cruel web of liesAbandoned; Forsaken,Abhorred tears she'd cryDiscord; DisasterDestroyed memoriesDisembodied casterDevoid Symphony
An Ode to ClaireI'm proud to say I've held on wellWhatever menial reasonI've watched with tired eyesthe passing of the changing seasonsAnd as I lie awake at nightmy thoughts still turn to youBut poems and pretty words for thisleave me with "what to do?"A crying angel strokes my headRuns fingers through my hairAnd as I feel tears running downI know you're always there"We'll be together soon my love"With crinkled hands I shareA final hug and one last tugon the hands of a woman named Claire.
If you don't cryIf you don't cry,I won't see you break.You can only come back to me,Once you leave this place.There would be no sound,If we allowed for this awkward silence.Without the darkness,No light get's through.We can never hope,With certainty.If you don't jump,You can never fall.If you don't say goodbye,I can't ever say hello.You know we can't ever do this,If we don't try.We won't scar,If we don't cut.If you don't love,You can't hate.Pray there's someone to listen,And they will.If you don't believe,You can't be sceptical.Without this feeling,We're all numb.If you don't hurt,You always will.To fee
Without LoveLiving without youIs living without a heartI have to let go
Heartbroken DreamsI dreamt of you last nightI was given a second chanceTo claim what I lost But I realized it was only a dreamA miserable reminder That I had a chance at you Something wonderful But you slipped awayStolen from meBy some filthy thiefWho I will always hate And never forgive Because you'll be with himInstead of me
You, me And The Air we BreatheMy hands shake as my spirit breaksso I write down the words I can't say out loudbut you keep moving on while I'm so far goneand think I'm weak because I rarely to speakbecause I love you, but can't let you seeso I'll keep this between you, me and the air we breatheI try to make myself better, what I think you deservethis sorrow cuts through my mind but I keep you blindpain rains down upon me and bleeds this earthendless youth is death defying but whats it worth?lying to myself and my feelings for you but it still hurtstell my heart not to feel, standing with truth face to faceand now I'm forced to deal with love to mak
EmptyHands.Arms.Heart.Soul.All empty.All dying.Slowly.Turning icy cold.Touch them you will see.Turning the darkest of blacks.Let your eyes fall upon them.You will see.Feeling so lost.Felling so empty.What is the point?Why continue the fight?Why continue trying to make a life?If you don't have a life in the first place.
My Sweet PrincessWhen I take your hand in mine,I can but think of things so fine,For when you look at me,My whole world stops a while…And the silence is amazing-As I look into your eyes- gazing,My life shifts before my eyes,In one bright smile…And I'll hold me close to you,While we both think of things to do,And things to say,And things to occupy our time…And I'll lean in and kiss you softly,For when you leave, I'll miss quite awfully,All your loving words-You've painted me sublime…For though you care, you may not know-My feelings are, deeply burrowed,And I love you more,Than I could e'er express…My
PoetryLife in a stanza,Love in a phraseTakes some, only momentsTakes others still, daysAnd anything wellcan be turned poetry,For when lyrics flow well,They make a Symphony.And feelings expressedAre release of built stressAnd a break from duressAnd your constant distress-Relieved.
God frigging DammitDon't you just hatewhen you write out a poemand you just cannot waitthough your mind is solemnand you try to post itand you edit it wellbut something goes awryOh something ill WOULD befellIn an instant- it's goneAnd you're filled with a rageFor the release you have lostbut you slowly assuageAnd instead ofa panic attack so severea new poem is bornthough it doesn't bring cheerSo you sit and you typeand you type and you sit and all the while all you can think is"Well, shit."
My "oh-so" long hair"My God, her hair's so long!"How I only wish you knew-That this hair, some days,Is the last stability, I have been clinging to."It's so ratty. Wont she cut it?"If I cut it, then you'd seeThat I'm uglier, I'm not so nice,As what might seem to be.And these locks of safety hang round me,Create a veil, through which all see-A filtered self- translucency,Alluding to my vanity.
Panic attackI am stuck in the void againCan't find my way outAnother day with the madmanNever rid of his doubtThe crack are expandingBreaking through the glassReapers hunting, are brandingEach fragile crevasseAnd the watcher is spyingThe things that you doHell's minions are tryingEnough. Done with you.
Unreturned LoveYou are my inspirationYou're the hope I'm clinging toAnd for you a proclamation of my feelings will not doYou don't love meBut I love youI doIt's trueI'm sorry.I think of youI dream of youYour depressions cause me worryAnd as I hold me pillowTight at nightI think of youLay down with me And hold me closeI'd ask no more than a fewComforting words With your arms around me tightLeans against your chestWhich in my heart feels so rightLooks into your eyesWhich have me flushed inside and outTimes to hold your handAs butterflies from cocoons sproutWithin my centerKiss meBe my first and be my last