

HeartsWe started going out and gave eachotherHearts
our hearts. You broke up with me and I gave
you your heart back but where's mine?


Somewhere Somewhere in the world someone knows. Knows what Im thinking and saying. Who knows if they really understand it. But at least the listen. thats all I can ask for. Someone to listen to what Im saying. To listen to my dreams and realities. I dont care if you understand any of what Im saying. I just want you to listen to me. Do this one thing for me just this one time. Ready? Listen to how I feel about you. How ignorant and repulsive I thing you are. If you werent listening to me right now I would just walk away and never look at you again. You repulse me so damn much.Somewhere


TheoriesDays come and go. And yet no one really knows why things happen the way they do. So many things to see in the world, and yet things happen so suddenly. One moment youre here, and the next your lying in the ground, dead. And yet no one knows why you died. The tell me you died of natural causes and when they do the autopsy on you, the find no logical reason as to why your dead. So your family never really knows why your gone. What a shame it is to go on with life when people dont even want you around. When people think your crazy because you come up with you own theories of life, and why things happen the way they do. And yet thoseTheories


Behind Barsyour touch sends shivers down my spine your smile lights up my day the way I feel about you makes my heart flutter I wish you were here today to make me feel this way but your behind bars singing your song of hate If you ever get out I haope you feel the way I still feel about you my dear I hope nothing has changed between us but I will never know will I I love you and I always will but your behind bars because of meBehind Bars


The Broken PrinceIt seemed like forever since he had last seen her face. Hours had turned into days, days turning into weeks. What was wrong, nothing like this had ever happened before. Lost in his own rejection, he fears the worse to come. For this life to him is nothing without her. Time would stand still if he was outside of her palace of love. Mistakes of a past life haunts him till this very day.The Broken Prince
Though she still loves him, she is afraid of what will come. Her life, her love and her faith is to pure to waste it on a petty man like him. But she feels something deep inside of her, not knowing wha


Help My Bleeding...Help my bleeding... I think I've gone too deep.. It was so painful.. And now I'm numb... What have I done...?Help My Bleeding...
Help my bleeding.. Help me stay alive.. Keep me in this life. I don't want to die.... Please....
Help my bleeding.. It's getting harder to see.. Another cut too deep... End it all.. End it here and now.
Help my bleeding... Kill me. Slay me.
End my pain and misery.. Save me of myself... Of


Giving VoiceDarkness surrounds me. Not the darkness that I fear these days -- the absence of light in the unfamiliar places, the dangerous places, the darkness that hides the unknown -- but the darkness tinged pink by soft light filtering through the eyelids. Around me, silence falls like a velvet blanket. It always does when I close my eyes. It is a waiting silence, broken by the voice whispering in my ear; soft and silken.Giving Voice
"They're waiting for your answer, you know. Kitten has a suggestion, if you need it, Gill."
A smile dances at my lips. My kitten.


I Miss You...Looking into the mirror My reflection is no surprise,I Miss You...
It may have been to you had you seen it, But for me It is how I picture my face: A lone tear sliding down my left cheek, Those memories slipping away, The mirror keeps my secrets The only one who knows my truths. My frown turns into a smile As I turn from my hiding place And I laugh with everyone, Pretending everything’s ok. The mirror will never tell, My mysteries soak into it and disappear Only to be called forth by me. If only you could see All of my thoughts, Maybe then you woul
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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Left with nothing to live for
I wonder what happened between us
But no one will ever know what happened
Because you never cared
I did all the caring
and you never noticed
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\"Inked stained pages are never enough\"
Words can be replaced but you will never be
\"Look right though me...\"
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Left with nothing to live for
I wonder what happened between us
But no one will ever know what happened
Because you never cared
I did all the caring
and you never noticed
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If we must expect the unexpected, doesnt that make the unexpected expected?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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I want to see the light leave your eyes.
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