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Untold Story Jan 2015
People don't understand,
The pain I feel inside.

My heart is a cage,
& I can't use the key.
I'm bounded by chains,
And can't be freed.

You see, my chains are my thoughts,
And my heart won't let them go.
"Why do I keep doing this to myself?"
I ask.

It's simple,
It's because of you.
You make me want to isolate myself,
You make me want to be someone else,
You make me want to end it all.

"Why am I still here?"
You might ask,

It's simple,
It's because of you.
You've given me feelings I've never felt before,
You make me happy,
You're the only reason why,
I wanna live,
And I want to die.
I haven't posted in a while, but I just got inspiration, and decided to post this one poem I wrote.....
Untold Story Nov 2014
That could be summed up in 1 word,
That would never be heard.
No one knows me,
So you may as well flee.

See, I'm a shell that can't be cracked,
A cage that cant be hacked.
I'm a mill without wind,
And many times i've sinned.

If you get to close,
I will haunt your ******* dreams.
At most,
Stay away so you won't hear my screams...
My first attempt at a rhyming poem...what did you guys think?
Untold Story Oct 2014
There was once a pure white rose,
That grew more thorns.
For she had known the true intentions,
Of every delightful word.

"You're so beautiful"
But that's not what you really meant,
Now is it?
He buttered her up,
Until he got what he wanted.

He used her up,
And got bored.
So he left the little rose,
The way it never was before.

For seeing what he did to her,
She never trusted anyone.
So the thorns kept growing,
Until no one was left.

She drove everyone away,
Only to grief the part of her that she lost,
And the boy that she once loved.

20 years later,
She's still the same way.
Lonely, broken,
And can't be fixed.

The damage is done,
No one can save her.
Not even the one that hurt her in the first place...
Understand the commitment you make when you say "I love you", it could end up hurting someone you don't want to hurt.
Untold Story Oct 2014
Sorry I'm a **** up...

I just can't help it.
I just can't stop it.

I tried...

I tell my self,
"Why do you mess everything up?"
"Why do you ruin the only good in your life?"
And "Why can't you do it?"

I have the blade,
I have the note.
But what I don't have are the guts.
I don't want to hurt anyone;

But I ask myself,
"Who's there to hurt?"
No one,
Is the answer.

This is all it took.
I jumped off,
And felt alive.
"I'm free."

Then I was gone.

But i am free to roam the world,
Free to see how little I mattered,
Free to not care anymore.
Free to just be me.

So yeah,
I'm a **** up.
But **** it!
Just my perspective of things....
Untold Story Oct 2014
Love.

It's not something you play with;
It's not just a game;
It's not a win or lose situation;

So don't play my heart like a game.
Don't try to win.
Don't abandon me for all the wrong reasons.

Love.

It's supposed to be the best feeling on earth.
It's supposed to make you nervous.
Its supposed to show you your other half.

So I'd appreciate it if you didn't look at me like your phone...
This is my first poem. Ehh, I don't know, not one of my bests. It just had to be about love...

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