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Here are some poem's I wrote, I know there not very good but I don't give a damn.
No Sense...
I can't believe this is happening all over again,
It was good at first like everyone's relationship is at the beginning,
But then it comes around again,
Then goes the same way as usual.
My lifes a misery and a mess,
All I've got is maybe suicide.
He beats and bashes,
But no killing allowed,
Why, you may ask?
That would be too easy for him.
No, he prefers to hit and kick.
My lifes a misery and a mess,
All I've got is maybe suicide.
Why can't I just block him out?
He won't let me!
There's just no chance of death for me,
Cause he hides everything that will help me to die.
My lifes a misery and a mess,
All I've got is maybe suicide.
I cry every night from the pain he gives me,
From the rape, hits and kicks he throws at me.
And the murders he's committed,
I just want to die,
And escape from this world instead of gently fading away.
My lifes a misery and a mess,
All I've got is maybe suicide.
This world obviously don't want me no more.
But why? What have I done so wrong?
My lifes a misery and a mess,
All I've got is maybe suicide.
This world obviously don't want me no more.
But why? What have I done so wrong? ©
I hate it...
I hate the way that your so kind,
I hate the way you smile.
I hate the way you stand and stare,
I hate the way you cry.
I hate the way you buy me things,
I hate the way I hate the way we hug.
I hate the way you know what I'm thinking,
I hate the way you love me.
I hate the way you kiss me,
I hate the way everyone else thinks your a mug.
I hate the way you look after me,
I hate the way I think your great.
I hate the way I care for you,
But most of all I hate the way I love you more than anything. ©
The world gets bigger,
As I get smaller.
I'm shrinking down everyday with unhappiness.
Depressed, Abandoned, Alone
No one wants me no more,
Lifes a bitch,
I need help, friends and love.
Depressed, Abandoned, Alone
Death is calling out to me,
Hells waiting for me.
Depressed, Abandoned, Alone
The worlds closing in on me,
I'm dying in pain.
Depressed, Abandoned, Alone
Slit wrists up against a cross,
Feet and hands nailed to wood,
Wire upon my head and material covering my body.
Depressed, Abandoned, Alone
This is what you brought me too, Death.
Now I'm not Depressed, Abandoned and Alone! ©
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Unhappiness...
I love the way you talk,
I love the way you smile.
I love the way you walk,
I love the way your great.
I love the way you make me cry,
I love the way you make me feel like I can't have you.
I love the way I envy you,
I love the way that your so fit.
I love the way I can tell you stuff,
I love the way you rock.
I love the way you think,
I love the way your my number 1. ©
No one wants her staring at them like they've done
something wrong,
No one wants the 2-faced girl laughing behind there back.
No one wants the girl who thinks she's the best,
No one wants her thinking she can have anyone she
wants.
No one wants to think she's going to punch them or knife them,
No one wants her pushing them out the way when there
trying to walk around.
No one wants to be called what she really is, It's like she's describing herself.
No one likes her anymore and that's her fault,
No one thinks about her anymore well nice things that is.
No one wants to even look at her again,
No one wants to get into a fight with her.
No one wants to stand up to her,
She's just all talk no action.
No one wants this because we've done nothing wrong.
I stood up for myself and all I got was a face full of tears! ©
Your name keeps going round and round in my head,
Your picture on my wall,
Your eyes watching my every move,
Your body bouncing to my music,
Your head staring at me from the crowd,
Your smile facing me every minute,
Your arms reaching out for me,
Your chest meets mine,
Our heart's clutching together,
Never letting go. ©
2-FACED
Loneliness and sadness has filled up my heart,
I thought we were supposed to be friends.
Now you've gone off and become a hatest bitch,
Why is this?
We thought you were someone else,
A nice, kind and loving person.
Now you've gone two-faced,
Turned your back on your real friends.
The ones that know you best,
The ones that know the real you.
Your have now lost out,
Maybe you've learnt your lesson.
Maybe with your new friends you won't be like this,
Or maybe you will.
You might even loose out again,
Who can tell what your next step might be.
It's only you that knows,
So think wise and take it carefully! ©
I THINK THAT I LOVE HIM!?!
I think that I love him,
But is it really true.
I believe that I do,
But is it really true.
I love the way he walks and talks,
I love his fit body.
His face makes me feel warm,
And he makes me feel special.
I think that I love him,
But is it really true.
I believe that I do,
But is it really true.
I love it when we pass in the corridors,
I love his big bold eyes.
His smiles are just the greatest,
And although we haven't ever talked I know he's the one.
I think that I love him,
But is it really true.
I believe that I do,
But is it really true.
I love it that we've now spoke,
I love the way he speaks to me.
His voice when he said he liked me too,
And well that part was my dream.
I now know I love him,
I now know it's true.
I wish I could have him,
I wish he'd only feel the sameway about me too. ©
ENERGETIC SUICIDE
Burning tears dropped from my eyes down to the floor,
He said he didn't want me no more.
I didn't know what to do,
I turned away and ran through the rain.
Didn't know what way to turn,
Ran for ages.
I ended up outside my house,
I walked up the stairs.
Family asking how I was,
I didn't answer.
Stumbled into the bathroom,
Dripping with rain.
Hair and body drenched,
Make-up all smudged.
Grabbed the blade of the razor,
Run the bath till it was full of warm water.
Threw my clothes to the floor,
Closed the door and curtains.
Jumped into the bath,
Shivered from the new temperature.
Engaged to what I was about to do,
I took no notice of the arguin of my parents.
Took hold of the razor blade,
Slit my body from toe to thigh.
Then from hand to shoulder,
Sliced open my veins from my wrists.
Nothing could stop me now,
I layed posed in my white dead body.
Erupting with blood,
I was now just a soul.
Which still no one wanted! ©
DIE FOR LOVE
I sit in the park where I dwell
For this boy I love so well
He took my heart away from me
Now he wants to set me free
I see a girl on his lap
He says things to her he never said to me
I ran home to cry on my bed
Not a word to mother was said
Father came home late that night
He looked at me from left to right
He saw me hanging from a rope
He took his knife to cut me down
And on my dress a note was found:
Dig my grave Dig it deep
Dig my grave From head to feet
And on the top place a dove
And remember this, I died for love. ©
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