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JealousyI see her
And I see you,
And while I see you both
I don't know what to do-
Because I love you,
And it makes me mad
To think of
Such tender thoughts
That 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-
So I'm sorry.
I'd like you to myself,
but don't worry,
I'll simply suffer in silence.
Feelings never returnedI'm dying inside
My feelings are true
My thoughts I can't hide
Though I try to from you
Each day draws out longer
Your siren's call stronger
Each day I wish more to confess
Though I'll run through red fields
In this white satin dress
To the midnight blue glories
In the sun's setting west
And for you, I shall pick one
And place in a vase
And fill much more than mere water in that glass
And as the petals rain down,
So too shall my tears
For the days expand longer
As do my new fears
(Fears I know to be based round the truth)
Fears that are centered round what you will do
And I wish to stay strong
And I wish to call out
Though I could still be wrong
And I'm so filled with doubt
For even as poetry well can express
Interpretations of lines are what humans do best
And to each is their own
So away from the face of my love, I'll bemoan
I shall cry
For it is he with whom I cannot meet an eye
For it is he for whom my cheeks are so pink
And in loving him I will sink
For his feelings never returned
DeadDead inside, and
Desperate for life
Decaying and bitter, a
Dull silver knife
Escape from this place
Erase all the pain
A cruel web of lies
Abhorred tears she'd cry
PsychosisYou know not that of which you speak;
I'm not subject to your critique;
And with a future plainly, bleak;
I'll turn, so strike my other cheek.
I'll look through you with battered eyes;
I hold those thoughts which you despise;
I see right through your vicious lies;
So learn that which, to me, applies.
You can't see what's within my mind,
Fed up with cruel dreams seeming kind,
The endless trains of thought that bind,
My actions, keeping me confined.
Though, don't you worry, lovely dear-
My body yet, will still be here,
But with neurosis creeping near,
I'll wipe the pointless bitter tears.
But is this mania, happy man?
Or do I simply understand?
Or do I simply know...
and simply comprehend that which You ban?
StillbornShe cries and holds him in her arms
caress his face- he's still so warm
brush his hair back, and kiss his head
how could my baby boy be dead?
Her mind is wracked, is torn with guilt
Her body made His poorly built
And yet she cannot strain to see
Where the flaw within my boy could be
The doctors came
to take him 'way
her arms were locked,
They'd rue the day-
they took her only child from her
Her only love, her little sir...
A few days later, back at school,
though she'd protest, this system cruel;
Her friends tell her that she's lucky
A child from rape would be "suck-y".
She wants to cry
She wants to scream
Tries to believe
"It's just a dream"
Because that child
would have meant more
than all of them
She'd been so sure
She'd have one figure
in her life
that wouldn't cause her
Who'd love her- unconditionally
My baby boy... my Anthony
Life is UnfairLife is so unfair
No one gets what they deserve
The ones who should be happy
Are the ones who always serve
The ones who deserve pain
Will be lifted only higher
And continue to grow and gain
While you burn in your own fire
The ones who long for love
Strain to ask, just to be spurned
Turned away for someone fairer
And cry out as their hearts burned
The ones who long for friendship
Will just find themselves so lonely
Moping about and wishing
Oh if only... Yes, if Only-
The giving ones will only find
that time and time again
they're trampled on and spit upon
by many so-called friends.
Life isn't fair-
what's there to do-
But sit about and cry?
But only when you're all alone
Else other's may imply...
Life isn't fair-
What can I do-
But give up hope and sigh?
For all of life's injustices,
and get some more shuteye.
PoetryLife in a stanza,
Love in a phrase
Takes some, only moments
Takes others still, days
And anything well
can be turned poetry,
For when lyrics flow well,
They make a Symphony.
And feelings expressed
Are release of built stress
And a break from duress
And your constant distress-
My secret inspirationYou instill in me
The strongest feelings
The deepest feelings
I've ever known
You've become for me
And a muse
For my poetry
And you may never know it
Because I am too shy
An Ode to ClaireI'm proud to say I've held on well
Whatever menial reason
I've watched with tired eyes
the passing of the changing seasons
And as I lie awake at night
my thoughts still turn to you
But poems and pretty words for this
leave me with "what to do?"
A crying angel strokes my head
Runs fingers through my hair
And as I feel tears running down
I know you're always there
"We'll be together soon my love"
With crinkled hands I share
A final hug and one last tug
on the hands of a woman named Claire.
Unreturned LoveAm I invisible?
Do you not notice me?
I try my very hardest
to be all that I can be.
I get myself attention
you barely realize I'm there.
I'm falling hard for you,
But you do not seem to care!
And all I can ever think about
is how cute you are when you smile,
And I would be so happy
If we just talked for a while.
After days and days of trying
I really can conclude
I'm so sick of lying
to myself about you.
I gave up to love
After hoping day after day,
I'll just jump off a bridge,
It hurts less, anyway.
UnreturnedWe are the thoughts not spoken
The words unsaid
We are the dreams that are awoken
The hope now dead
We are the stories unwritten
The songs unsung
We are the eyes that never met
The touch not felt
We are the hands that never held
The flame never burned
But your hand will hold anothers
And my love is unreturned
My Obsession - Unrequited LoveThis morning I thought to say I love you
But I knew just what you'd do
You'll turn your back and walk away
Just like you always do
This morning I thought to say you're beautiful -
Shiny hair like exquisite lace
But you'll just turn your head and laugh away
Mockery twisting your pretty face
This morning I thought to say how seeing you
Is a pleasure to my eyes
And how I could never think of living my life
Without you by my side
But when I think of you telling me
That we could never be more than friends,
I close my eyes and seal my lips,
Knowing that I should just be content
Day after day, night after night
I fight a valiant fight
Against the forces inside this foolish heart
That say we should never part
I dream of you
I crave for you
My very essence desires you
But I know that it's wrong to do what I do
So I remain a quiet fool
I never tell the longing of my soul
Or how your departure leaves a hole
For best friends shouldn't feel the way that I do
Longing for, needing, craving and wantin
Request - Unrequited LoveI know we're just friends
But I feel something more
Whenever I hear your crystal laugh,
Whenever we accidently touch hands,
Whenever you give me one of your smiles,
I feel like my heart plays dead.
I want to be more than friends,
To make you feel something more.
Hear your laugh everyday by my side,
To hold your hand in mine,
Have your smile belong to me,
To give my heart to you.
But it's not that way,
We'll never be more than friends.
Your laugh will fade along with your face,
Your hand will find another to grasp,
Your laugh will tickle another's ear,
My heart will only belong to me.
A Razor's WordsDon't worry little girl
I'm not so far
I'm just beside your cold empty bed
I'm between the papers of your private book inside your dresser
You never forget me
I know you think of me constantly
You know you want me
You always hide me in the dark
And keep me in the silence
Because you don't want nobody to know about me
Or about our bloody secret
You know you want to take me
You hear me calling for you
You like my sound when I fall on the ground like the fine steel I am
You want me to give you pain I know
Just pick me up
I will be gentle, slip softly
And fast, you won't feel the hard pain
You know you want to feel me cutting under each thin layer of your skin
Fill your filthy desire with me
I'm shiny with odd shape
Rusty with rotten blood stains on my edges
Sharp and all you want to comfort your dead soul with
Don't be scared, for all you want is to feel numb
And I can make you feel good and lost
As you are always walking confused in your own dark and cloudy
On My MindI can't help it.
I can hear your laugh.
I can smell your skin.
I can see your smile when I close me eyes.
I can't help it.
I can feel your arms around me.
I can taste the sweetness of the kiss i imagine is yours.
I just can't help it!
EmptyEmpty hands with no one to hold them
Empty songs with no one to sing them.
Empty words that mean nothing
The words you never said meant everything.
Empty days when you're not around.
Deafening noises don't make a sound.
Empty hours wasted thinking of no one,
Empty nights spent dreaming of someone.
Empty emotions, felt but never shown.
Empty expressions on your face hide it all.
There is a gaping wound you left in me.
So this is how it feels to be truly empty.
Things I'll Never SayThere are certain things I’ll never say,
Like how I thought about killing myself today
Just to keep my own scary thoughts away.
Like how I stay awake way too late
To be sure I don’t awake in a bloody state.
Like how I soaked white into red last night
And turned myself into a ghastly sight.
Like how it hurts too much to breathe
When I make my own skin seethe.
Like how I Google things I shouldn’t
When I want to do things I couldn’t.
Like how I’m scared of being alone
Yet I’m only happy when I’m on my own.
Like how I know I’ll wind up killing myself
And turn into just a dusty photo on a dusty shelf.
Like how I make myself bleed every day
Even though I know I can’t go on this way.
Like how I maybe want someone to see
And for them to somehow help me.
But nobody will ever help me,
Because those are all the things I’ll never say.
I Can Walk on WaterYou wake up and open your eyes. It's a new day. When you get up and go to the bathroom sink, you feel something against your leg. Looking down, it confirms it, you're a man. You're not sure what to do-you remember just yesterday being a woman. You don't know how it happened, but you go with it. No one seems to notice. Your name hasn't changed, and no one can see the five o'clock shadow, or if they do, they don't mention it. Your voice is lower, and you feel a bit taller. You go through your day trying not to think about it, since it would be distracting. Just when you've forgotten about it, on your way into the men's room, you unzip to find that it's gone. You're a girl again. Quickly looking in the mirror, you see that feminine face that you were expecting this morning. You dart out and into the girl's room and wonder what the hell happened.
By the time the day is over, you don't even think about it. Days pass and nothing different happens, you forget all about the strange morning you
Unreturned LoveYou are my inspiration
You're the hope I'm clinging to
And for you a proclamation of my feelings will not do
You don't love me
But I love you
I think of you
I dream of you
Your depressions cause me worry
And as I hold me pillow
Tight at night
I think of you
Lay down with me
And hold me close
I'd ask no more than a few
With your arms around me tight
Leans against your chest
Which in my heart feels so right
Looks into your eyes
Which have me flushed inside and out
Times to hold your hand
As butterflies from cocoons sprout
Within my center
Be my first and be my last
Touch my face and show me
That we aren't made out of glass
I'd beg you
If I knew I stood a chance
But as you turn away from me,
I'll still give one last glance
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