Post by 2bfoundwanting on Sept 4, 2006 15:00:31 GMT -5
Im not much of a poet, but ive written a couple when i dont have the energy to try to write a story. In some ways they are more rewarding then any story... anyways... here are a couple.
The Sky Opened Up
The sky opened up and the world drowned in its tears.
The world opened up and swallowed all its fears.
My heart opened up and then it ran away.
When it came back it was broken and decayed.
My love was given out, never to be seen again.
My heart was ripped out, the blood leaving a stain.
Open Up, Close Your Eyes
Open up
Close your eyes
Reach out
Turn and cry
Love a lot
Hurt some more
Its okay
That’s what friends are for
You don’t want me
But I want you
What a surprise
Someone I don’t want wants me too
Round and round
the cycle goes
Where it stops
nobody knows
Open up
and close your eyes
You reach out,
and I turn to cry.
[ b]Dont Cry, Stop Complaing...[/b][/color]
clenched throat
stomach twisted
head pounding
tears prickling
stomach jumping, twisting, moving, turning
So sick of complaining, but yet i still want to more. I hate drama and now i have created it within myself.
I hate complaining. I hate it. But I am doing it right now. Why am i being so dramatic? URGH
I want to talk about something, but its been talked about too many times before and im sick of it. Im sick of complaing. Just do something.
Theres nothing to be done.
Stop Complaining. I cant.
Stop talking.
Dont Cry, dont pout, no self pity. Mental breakdown not an option. Your allotted one a year. Dont go over your limit.
Dont Cry
Stop complaining
End
Caring Is Precarious
Would you care if I died?
Would your broken soul reflect when you cried?
Every moment as your last,
Hoping you were next to go, and to go fast?
What if I attempted suicide?
All because of your hurtful lies.
Knowing now, washing away the past,
Never was an easy task.
All those times you said the word,
Whispering in my ear, you purred,
Love you always, Love you now,
But forever ended and you forgot how.
Would you care if I died?
Dont scoff at me if I say I am inside.
My broken sould reflects in my tears,
As I think of how you stole so many years.
~I remind you, poetry isn't my writing of choice, so I am aware that these are nowhere near perfect or even that good.. but they got out emotion and thats what i needed at the time.. so here they are!
The Sky Opened Up
The sky opened up and the world drowned in its tears.
The world opened up and swallowed all its fears.
My heart opened up and then it ran away.
When it came back it was broken and decayed.
My love was given out, never to be seen again.
My heart was ripped out, the blood leaving a stain.
Open Up, Close Your Eyes
Open up
Close your eyes
Reach out
Turn and cry
Love a lot
Hurt some more
Its okay
That’s what friends are for
You don’t want me
But I want you
What a surprise
Someone I don’t want wants me too
Round and round
the cycle goes
Where it stops
nobody knows
Open up
and close your eyes
You reach out,
and I turn to cry.
[ b]Dont Cry, Stop Complaing...[/b][/color]
clenched throat
stomach twisted
head pounding
tears prickling
stomach jumping, twisting, moving, turning
So sick of complaining, but yet i still want to more. I hate drama and now i have created it within myself.
I hate complaining. I hate it. But I am doing it right now. Why am i being so dramatic? URGH
I want to talk about something, but its been talked about too many times before and im sick of it. Im sick of complaing. Just do something.
Theres nothing to be done.
Stop Complaining. I cant.
Stop talking.
Dont Cry, dont pout, no self pity. Mental breakdown not an option. Your allotted one a year. Dont go over your limit.
Dont Cry
Stop complaining
End
Caring Is Precarious
Would you care if I died?
Would your broken soul reflect when you cried?
Every moment as your last,
Hoping you were next to go, and to go fast?
What if I attempted suicide?
All because of your hurtful lies.
Knowing now, washing away the past,
Never was an easy task.
All those times you said the word,
Whispering in my ear, you purred,
Love you always, Love you now,
But forever ended and you forgot how.
Would you care if I died?
Dont scoff at me if I say I am inside.
My broken sould reflects in my tears,
As I think of how you stole so many years.
~I remind you, poetry isn't my writing of choice, so I am aware that these are nowhere near perfect or even that good.. but they got out emotion and thats what i needed at the time.. so here they are!
