As Hard As It Is To Admit
| Author | Message |
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| FrankiieIero Jazz Hands  Age: - Gender: Female Posts: 359 | Well, here it is! [[By the way, this poem is suppose to be in through the eyes of a teenage boy]] Everyday, at school, at home, everywhere I still feel unhappiness but I won't cut I won't fall I've come a long way day by day I stay strong forget the people telling me where I belong People telling me I should do this, do that to stay thin never fat to blow this, smoke that Shoving drugs in my face I look away in disgrace "Your a pansy!" Guess what? I don't care what you think! At home there's trouble everything is calm but soon things bubble Daddy first Momma next Will there ever be rest? Talking about a career saying it's near I don't want to be what they want me to be 'cause I want to be me Everyday I see the knife in my kitchen But I shake me head no 'cause I can survive this I can forget this I can move on I don't need anything to lean on And today I stitch up my heart that's ripped and torn with needle and thread that's all I need I've come a long way and day by day I stay strong And I forget the people telling me where I belong There you go! Hope you liked it and please comment! |
| Asiah Scott Joining The Black Parade  Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 194 | Thats nice! Lovely emotions there. Your message is strong and relative. xD This was my favourite part: And today I stitch up my heart that's ripped and torn with needle and thread that's all I need I've come a long way and day by day I stay strong And I forget the people telling me where I belong The only thing is that you can add spice to it by adding metaphors and symbolism...that will make it even more appealing to the reader. Keep writing. xD |
| FrankiieIero Jazz Hands Age: - Gender: Female Posts: 359 | ^^ Oh, thanks! Yeah, you're right, I should use metaphors and symbolism. It's just a little hard for me to think of really good metaphors, but when I really try it ends up to be pretty good! =] I've read your poems, they're very good! =] |
| FrankiieIero Jazz Hands Age: - Gender: Female Posts: 359 | Hearts I remember being with you Just you and me me and you You hugged me when I needed one You smiled at me when things went wrong You were always available to talk to me Talked for hours to fill me with glee I never took you for granted 'Cause deep inside you meant the world to me You kept me up higher then the sky Promised we would be together Even after we die You told me distance couldn't keep us apart 'Cause our hearts would keep us together Forever and ever I sit alone now But I don't feel sad 'Cause I remember you and all we've been through I don't feel anything I don't hear anything nothing at all But the beating the beating of our hearts together. |
| FrankiieIero Jazz Hands Age: - Gender: Female Posts: 359 | These next 2 poems are about 2 lovers that have just broken up. The first is through the boy's eyes, the other through the girl's. You Don't Know You're talking to me right now But you don't know what I'm really feeling You don't know that in my head reeling Are memories of us together You don't know I'm looking At a picture of you That I'm crying, lying to my friends saying I'm fine That I don't miss her Divine face What did I do wrong? I'm sorry Was I not good enough? I'll change just for you Speechless You're talking to me right now I'm unsure what to say You left me with no words in my mouth You took my breath away You said you love me I thought it was over Was I wrong? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry Were we really meant to be? That's the mystery that strikes me |
| FrankiieIero Jazz Hands Age: - Gender: Female Posts: 359 | 3rd Time This Week I slam my fork down for the third time this week I lift my half eaten plate and your full plater to the trash can For third time this week I check my watch, you're late for the third time this week I pace around the living room wondering where in the world you are for the third time this week I go upstairs to go to bed alone For the third time this week I try to convince myself that you're at work working late or in traffic for the third time this week But I know you're with her again... For the third time this week. |
| FrankiieIero Jazz Hands Age: - Gender: Female Posts: 359 | (Based on the song 'What Hurts The Most') Final Regret Everyday it gets harder and harder to get up in the morning, eat, breathe, and sleep again I'm not afraid to cry to let those little tears out from my eyes I can't believe I waited so long to tell you and now my chance has gone like it flew into the sky with no trace And I've lost you-- the one I love and still do But my final regert is-- I never got to tell you |
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