I fell for a boy.
with hair long and eyes blue
And he never knew
the hold he had on me
even when I told him this truth
I fell for a boy.
who told me my god was not real
and left me questioning
what to feel
I fell for a boy.
who left me in tears
He hurt me like hell
Sobs he would never hear
I fell for a boy.
who cut his hair later that year
But I still whisper “you’re beautiful”
soft enough he cannot hear
I fell for a boy.
who has a soul
instead of a heart
but there’s a hole,
where that heart once was
I fell for a boy.
who’s my best friend
who loses my number
and likes my female companion
I fell for a boy.
who I would give the world
but from him
I still receive scorn
I fell for a boy
who has feelings he never shows
and knows not
how much I know
I fell for a boy.
who hates poetry and deep things
and I know he doesn’t care
for that part of me
I fell for a boy.
who leaves me feeling confused
yet I have not the courage
to express to him this abuse
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 1:07 AM UTC
Tears burn like broken glass
carving into my face.
I feel like my face is being ******* cut off
And you've managed to bring out the worst in me
you should be afraid
For when you hurt your own ******* friend
You hurt someone with the power
to cut you down like no other before
And I could hurt you even worse than you hurt me
I can sharpen my already razor sharp words
And slicing you oh so carefully
that you fall to pieces in meer seconds.
But oh I refuse to stoop to your level
Unlike you,
I respect the power behind words
And the inability of humans to take them back after they've been said.
But for now I'm still bitter.
May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 9:16 PM UTC
I know not
Whether I'm in love with you
Or in love with our friendship.
For you,
Are the boy who's been inhabiting my mind lately
But I must admit,
You're not the first to reside there
But I can say,
That I would not mind
If you were the last
Though I fear,
Your departure is inevitable.
But if you could remain,
I would not take it in vain.
For you're the only one
Keeping me sane.
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 11:44 PM UTC
You and I,
are woven pieces of ribbon.
Connected from opposite ends of the globe.
Kept apart by 14 hours,
yet inseparable in our hearts
But we're broken
Ripped apart by circumstance
hearts slashed and wrists soaked red
We can't keep each other alive
when one of us is already dead
And yet,
neither of us know which
For tho our love for our friendship is infinite
Secrets still lie within.
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 8:00 PM UTC
The other day I wrote another poem about you
And I posted it on here,
and it received a plethora of views
But,
I only wish you could see it too
And uncover the truth of my feelings towards you
Yet I must begin to force myself
to realize the truth
you will never again want me
the way I want you.
And I can write you poems
everyday especially for you
Even making them rhyme,
the way you like them to
But I guess by now
my words hold little precedence,
For thou no longer longs for me
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
At one point,
I could say you and I were friends.
Good friends even,
but I guess now we're not.
And I know it's pretty much all my fault.
I cared about you too much,
and I got greedy.
I wanted you all to myself
I wanted you to drown me in adoration.
And well, that was petty of me.
You were my fantasy,
but you wanted only my body
Pictures were what you seeked,
and I provided them readily.
And its a shame,
we both got caught up in this ***** game.
Now we can't even look at each other.
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 7:22 PM UTC
There's a certain beauty in self destruction
The discord of fall apart
The melody of sobs
The discord of self hatred
There is no melody in insanity
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 7:15 PM UTC
I wish I could tell you
That I'm not in love with you
Oh no my dear this isn't the case
For you see,
I'm infatuated with an over-romantacized version of you
Which only truly exists in my daydreams
And it was not you I wrote sweet nothings about
It was my imaginary version of you
The version that loves me back,
For the real you...
Doesn't feel for me anymore.
So my darling, my first kiss, my first date, first slow dance, first small romance
See you in my daydreams.
Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 11:42 PM UTC