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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
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.
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
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.
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
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
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.
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
Oblivious, unreturnedDo you see the way that I do
Or only a one way mirror
If I scream the words to you
Would it make them any clearer
I try so hard to tell you
But can only turn away
You would never feel the same, but--
I thought my eyes gave me away
Since I could never tell you
I'll confess my love unto the wind
And pray that my unspoken words
Are carried to you in the end
Until you learn to catch the wind
My love for you will never show
These silent words will satisfy
Everything I want you to know
You may not feel the way I do
But I only want whats best for you
Though I would give up everything
Just to hear you say my name
Her heart is racing.
Her chest feels like its going to explode.
Lungs fighting for air.
Sweat pouring out of pores.
She is calling for help.
Only to be met with...
She finds a corner.
Sits alone in the dark.
Her head between her legs.
Hands over her ears.
She is to tired to cry.
Her mind is so weak.
She lost all her hope.
She can not go on.
She is trying to call for help.
Only to be met with...
The voices scream.
She starts to rock.
She is trying so hard.
She goes into the closet.
She closes the door tight.
Alone in the dark closet.
She keeps thinking.
One last time she tries.
HELP ME PLEASEEEE!!!!
She yelled out.
No one hears.
No one knows.
No one cares.
There is only on thing.
Suddenly she pulls the trigger.
A burn through the flesh.
There is no longer pain.
She can now move on.
The silence kept her.
If the people seen her pain.
Tried to help her.
Maybe she wouldn't be lyi
Empty VoidI sit here
mindlessly wielding my pen
travelling to the darkest corners
of my weary mind.
Hopelessly trying to squeeze words
to rid of the pain
silently ending my life.
I love you.
That, you know.
But you feel for another.
Such a sad fate,
Yet you accept me
care for me.
you do these
Such a good friend.
and face the fact
that's all we're gonna be
You have nothing for me,
just a smile
defines the word
the laughter we shared
the agreements we made
the times we spent
the moment we met.
is perfectly complete
with the sight of you
But at the end,
it's not me you're with.
All the smiles
I gain much
being near you.
But by moon
I am left with nothing
but an empty void
in my soul
a hollow space
in my already shattered heart.
what is there that I can
Don't JumpDon't jump.
Everything's so difficult nowadays though.
Just take a step back.
Ya, and rejoin the shithole that is life.
It gets better.
Not with me.
I hate this.
I don't want to live anymore.
Please don't leave me.
You'll be fine on your own.
You don't know that.
Why can't you let me go?
I want to be at peace.
I don't want to lose you.
I'm not yours.
We don't always get what we want anyways.
Leave me to death.
Don't let your memories go to waste.
All I'm letting go of,
Are memories full of anger and hate.
How can I convince you?
If I can't convince you, I'll jump for you.
Why would you do that?
I don't know what you've been through
And I don't know for how long,
But I won't live without you.
And like I said,
If I can't convince you,
I'll jump for you.
Love, If UnrequitedPerhaps one day we can walk out in the light,
With your hand in mine, the horizon in sight.
If you can't be with me I think I might cry.
Or laugh a little outside while my feelings do die.
We run out to the sunlight and I see the truth.
And right there my heart falls from the sky through the roof.
I see you stand in his arms and sink in despair.
What did I do to deserve this, apart from just care?
Why can't my soul ask me to just carry on?
I guess a part of me thinks you haven't gone.
So I sit here waiting under the oak tree.
There's no other place in which I can be free.
As the years roll by and I wonder "how long?"
Can't I just accept it that I may be wrong?
That little voice cries out from the back of my head.
"If you just had faith in the words that you said"
If I said that I loved you would you prove me right?
If these years were in vain, I'd go down in the fight.
Or do I declare my love alone by the beck?
Just to stand, not a man, but a quivering wreck.
So am I to stand here with
Unrequited LoveUnrequited love should be banned,
It leaves you with nothing,
But the longing to hold a hand,
With pain twisted through your chest,
Writhing and clawing at your heart,
Until its a bloody mess,
And shatters you as if you are made of glass,
As you are left to toil and wonder,
Over what you really have
The thing about love is,
Unrequited or not,
Its not only painful,
But it makes you cry a lot,
The tightening in your chest,
The empty gaping wounds of loneliness,
But it also fills you with a warm you never knew your soul could bare,
And fills you with dreams you dream arent just surreal.
It makes you treasure each day more,
Hungering to find the most scared moment in life,
Pained with desire and snuggled in anxiety,
It really makes you realize,
That time is short,
Distance grows longer,
Can never die.
The hurt runs deep,
But the beauty is so powerful,
It moves you to tears,
And everyone who looks in your eyes and sees it th
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
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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