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I'm a teenage girl who is really into writing. Writing has always been my escape since I was a young child. I've written poems since i've known how to write my name... I have written over 250 poems and one day I hope to become a poet. ii am lookin forward to seeing where my poems go in life.
"poetry is a sense of art, in the eyes of a painter, and ii get to control the brush.."
I'm a teenage girl who is really into writing. Writing has always been my escape since I was a young child. I've written poems since i've known how to write my name... I have written over 250 poems and one day I hope to become a poet. ii am lookin forward to seeing where my poems go in life.
"poetry is a sense of art, in the eyes of a painter, and ii get to control the brush.."
Kasaundra Watta
Dec 10, 2010

lies, all around me
all he did was lie
lie to me, lie to my family
lie about everything.
all he did was want to make me snap
he wanted to make me scream
he wanted to watch me break
he wanted me to blow up.
he makes me cringe
he makes me cry
he makes me want to slit my wrist
he makes me want to die.
hes nothing but a piece of shit
hes nothing but a waste
a waste of skin and bones
with the intellegence of a rock.
hes got enough brains to let him talk
let him walk
let him chew bubble gum and walk at the same time
and then the intellegence stops.
hes nothing to me anymore
hes broken all trust with me
hes killed the feelings i had
hes destroyed the heart i held together
just for him.
hes the one i would kill off
if only i had the chance
the chance to break his neck
to stab him right in the heart
to make him feel like he made me
to make him feel like death was his only escape.
i want to make him feel like me.
i want him to suffer
i want him in pain
i want him to completely scream
just because thats the only release.

I want him, to try and fill my shoes.
and see if the lies he told me, would be
something he'd take back.

December 10th, 2o1o
Kasaundra Watta
Oct 26, 2010

he put that ring on my finger,
and looking at it kills me.
but everytime he tells me he loves me,
i say it back.
even though i don't mean it.
i dont think he knows...
there;s someone else.
some i actually love.
someone i cant go a day
without thinking about.
someone who has no idea i'm falling
in love with him
i wish he knew.
i wish he would see how much he means to me
i wish i knew if he loved me back.
getting mixed signals all the time...
it hurts.
it tears at my heart.
and my soul.
i wish i could straight up tell him
baby im falling in love with you
but im scared of what his responce could be
i wish it was "me too.."
cause then i could be his.
which is all i want.
i just wish he knew.
everytime i see him my heart cries
everytime i text him
my heart jumps to my throat.
i wish he knew how he makes me feel
how he makes me smile..
i wish he truely felt my love..
but he doesnt.
and therefore,
my heart cries.

Inspired By A Certain Someone<3 {Ducki, i lovee you}
Kasaundra Watta
Oct 26, 2010

everytime i look at you
i see your shining smile
i look into your gorgeous brown eyes
and see into my denial

i know that i love you
i know this feeling is true
i just wish you could see
how much I truely mean to you

i try to avoid the pain
of seeing myself with him
when i deeply want to be tied to you
ill dump him on a wim

sweety i would love to have
your fingers intertwined between mine
maybe you not wanting to be with me,
is only just a sign?

i tell myself to let you go
time and time again
but in the end all i do
is cry and cry like rain

tearing me slowly apart
is the thoughts that i have had
contimplating and knowing i want you, so badd

even though i wish i didnt
i know that i love you
i just wish that you could see
how much I mean to you...

Inspired By Brian Ray<33
Kasaundra Watta
Oct 26, 2010

Left alone to survive
in a world, unsurvivable
graspin onto anything
knowing life is faint, is undeniable
trying deeply to put faith
toward something unrealiable

stepping closer to something
shining very black and dank
stooping apon a ledge, trying
to think, but drawing a blank
when your whole body goes numb
and all reasonable thoughts have sank

when pullin you closer
to the black darkness starts,
and once you fall to your death
your world is suddenly ripped apart
while your body goes pale
you realize you have no beat to your heart

Inspired By {Papa Roach(:}
Kasaundra Watta
Oct 18, 2010

there is no way she could ever love you
not like me.
never.
there is no way anyone could.

the way she looks at you,
and pulls you closer.
the way she kisses you
and cuddles close.
she will never love you
not like me.
never.
the way the sun shines to your eyes,
and she protects you.
the way she hold your hand,
and holder you tighter when she sees me.
she'll never love you
not like me.
never.

i wish you could see
that i could love you better.
i could hold you tighter.
i could kiss you more gently.
i could pull you closer.
i could protect you moree.
baby, i wish you could see,
i could love you better.

the way she stares you down,
and runs her fingers through your hair.
the way she shows how much she cares,
and giggles at your jokes.
she will never love you
not like me.
never.

This poem is strictly about Brian Ray<3
Kasaundra Watta
Oct 8, 2010

three hearts, perfectly mending
at the start
now without you,
my heart is falling apart

how could i let
the sweetest of dreams slip away
and im afraid
the hurt is here to stayy..

lost in a prevailed passion
of overbearing burning love
for two different guys
and souls above

left alone
in bottomless agony
to suffer in pain
the feeling is strangling me

no one to help
but my own bearing soul
destroyed once ago
from the devil's loving toll

he slowly sucks away my soul
leaving me with flesh and bones
i am now a nobody
living in a world of the unknown

tryin to be helped
by the people around
but none of them
hear the screaming sound

my heart shreaks
as though in pain
but in the end
its the devil's gain

Inspired By Christ Coburn<3
Kasaundra Watta
Oct 8, 2010

sliding up and down
no fraction at all
i feel like i am
just going to fall

and you will not save me
youll leave me there to die
cause your rollercoaster of love
just keeps passing me by

then it finally stops
and we can go together
riding hand and hand
i could do this forever

but then once again
our realtionship stops
and i go to the bottom
instead of the top

waiting in line
for just one more chance
you munipulate me
and leave me in a trance

and once again,
i go back up
and you drop me down
feels like our love just blew up

 
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