Pain is beautiful is it not?
Beauty is deadly, since
if one can not have it,
they attempt to taint it.
And cause pain and suffering,
old friends they are,
pain suffering and beauty

Congratulations, a point for you, since
you got my friends to spy for you
on me, now should i wage the war you desire
or sit back and wait, for you to self destruct
because i can not convince the ones,
that hate you to sit back and
not hurt you like they desire,

When that blade breaks the skin
and blood spills on that high carbon steel
The chemical release, forces a grin
and then the guilt becomes again real

so another cut must be made
till the guilt starts to fade
and all i feel is the brief and fading release

What if how
i feel is love?
Scary thought....

Someone who doesn't mind my jokes
And enjoys cuddling,
Yearning for a way to not be lonely

Has a sense of humor
Is fun

I can not go a day,
without hearing that song,
i think of you, and sing along
even though I am a writer, not a singer
your memory makes me a believer,
in hopeful thoughts, and personal desires.

Ever been driving down that road,
and hear that one song, you stop
and think of her?

That song you get stuck
in your head, making thoughts
run a muck

To the point you are stuck
sitting there,
just missing her

I can not go a day,
without hearing that song,
i think of you, and sing along
even though I am a writer, not a singer
your memory makes me a believer,
in hopeful thoughts, and personal desires.

Feeling lonely like this, feels terrible
feels worse when you know it's your fault
you feel this way, your fault for your mistakes
you made.

That fuzzy feeling you get
when you hear a song that causes you to forget
and think of that one person

funny how one question
can make you over think something

At work i was distracted thinking
of you, and was rewarded by burning my hand
when i fell and put my hand on the
oven to catch myself....

Way to long ago i fell for a girl
Tis the tragedy of all males
To meet someone cute in a dress
To fall for a girl who becomes your world
But then when put to her test you fail
And your life goes back to that mess
You lived before her
I wonder if she knows how I adore
Her company and loved her smile
The only person to attempt to teach
You that emotion poets write about
That sparked emotion the sets your mind ablaze
With thoughts of that person,
That sends a shock through you
That which is love,
But now she is gone,
Time to move on?

why do people think i am better then i am
its time to realize what i did when i was young
i am worthless and useless other
then to **** and to eventually die

I seem to hunger for that kiss,
the kind that lingers on your lips
for days and days till the next one
that special kiss that only happens
every now and then, the kind
that makes your mind
go blank,
and your heart
to sink

True Pain is not physical
it's thinking of her, and knowing she's with him
it's wanting to message her but knowing you will
get ignored, it's wanting to call, when she has nothing
to say to you anymore,
It's knowing that we were friends, and not knowing what we are now
True pain is losing you
even if we were just friends, I managed to fall for you
and this is what it taught me

Why would she talk to me?
When us not talking makes her
so much happier.

ironic isn't it,
that my parents said no theatre
but they get mad unless i act
like the perfect son that i am not

If it is our place to burn, then let me burn
if it our place to go to hell,
then i will burn with a grin
knowing my only sin
was my parents creating me

How come dreams wish to
remind you of the past, or nothing true?
Why do dreams have you think of the taste
of her lips, the taste you crave, or the waste
of a different relationship that has come to past
reminding you of friendships that didn't last.

Dreams that bring up old pain
or remind you of the time in the rain
or the nightmares that echo
events true, and suffering due.

"he gave me a promise ring"
and my heart stopped
my spirit crushed,
but my words said, "thats great"
and my body smiled

You need to open up
not bury it all deep
"open up"
yea that doesn't cost a steep

price that burdens your soul
open up to people who don't give a ****
to people that do not care I am not whole
to people who don't care how often i take hits

for them, take pain for them,
take burdens off them
but i need to open up to them
so they can't rip out the last bit of my heart I hid?

a voice echos in the back of my mind
"one small cut will do just fine
no one cares"
your right, i should paint
the walls red shouldn't I
but this urge i do deny,

"Just stab yourself in the neck
then, you'll die fast that way"
anything to make the pain go away
not physical the emotional kind
this voice is starting to get hard to resist

one simple question,
why do i exist?

Broken and alone
I am surrounded by people
Yet I feel alone

I am physically whole
Yet mentally and emotionally shattered
Why is it like this, what made it
All this way? Why do people feel like this?

Another sleepless night
Haven't slept in a week
Lacking any delight
Body growing weak
Out look remaining bleak

To save time since people are asking
Yes I am feeling sad and mad and lonely all at once, but no I am not going to try to die again,
Questions answered? Any other questions please send to my inbox

3 weeks or so
Since we did that show
And now I'm alone
Yes I got a phone

But no one to call
Not even ghostbusters, fall
Is far off and till then I fear
Nothing from "friends" is what ill hear

Nightmares are back
Puting my mind under attack
Constant reminders of mistakes made
And that memories of you refuse to fade


But that doesn't matter, does it
The truth is , I act like I don't
Need anyone or anything,
But I need something in my
Life to be constant, aside from
The constant of being told I may move again

how can i be happy,
when i left the one
who makes me whole

how can i be human
when i seem to
lack a soul

everything comes at a price,
living, friends favors and gifts
i know the price of these
but not the price of being happy and to smile
it scares me, so i do not allow myself to do either

"don't let your heart
guide your head in a fight
or you will lose to the dark
before you even embark"

she is amazing and gives my everyday life
she is everything, makes me happy
when i am sad, makes me well when i am sick
i can tell her everything

it seems she is not comfortable
telling me when she is not well
it seems, i hope everything is okay
i hope she is well
because, i love her
and i want to be able to help her
best i can

Dreams of death,
nightmares of life
soul full of the dark,
but dear you are a light
that shines and keeps me sane and whole
one that no longer shines for me
but desires me to be trapped in darkness

a simple word  that used to be
meaningless, then i met you
and it all changed
that four letter word now means
thank you for all the good
you do to me, and a reminder
that for better or worse
i am yours dear
i love you

tomorrow will be the dance,
the dance with her
that i have waited so long for
hopefully i do not mess up
for her sake....

you leave me notes and surprises
and you make me feel whole
I wish to do the same,
but since my handwriting is

not legible, i have to type you a poem:

Dear,
You make me feel, well
i can't describe the level
of happiness you put me
at, you are my heart
for with out you,
i am empty inside
you are my soul
because without you
I am a shade, no thoughts
no hopes, your my morality,
because with out you i am
truly a terrible person

I do not know  when you will
see this,  but know i mean
every word of it
Sincerely Jdl

My emotions were asleep,
that one kiss woke them all
up, I am thinking and replaying
it in my head, and all I can think
is that I can not wait for the next
This kiss got my heart
beating again,
The kiss is the one I craved
and needed for so long,

I miss you, and can not sleep at night
i think of you, and I **** myself with fright
fright of the fact that i had happiness and lost it
I had you , and now your with him
your happier this way it seems

I can not overstep, I can't lightly
brush my lips on yours like i desire
I can not hold you close and stare into
your beautiful eyes forever
but the worse is, I want to be able to talk to you

I will look like a fool,
and you will look beautiful
I will be nervous,
and you will be calming
This formal the one
dance i want, is one with you

every time i see your smile
a small reminder of the denial
i am in, denial of the fact
that i still crave your touch....

This is Psychological chess
and i am two moves behind
i figured out your game
and you have figured out mine

Our knights are dead,
our bishops have fled
and so much has got to my head
but when will we look up and realize,
we are on the same side?

Our difference is your a queen
I am a king,
you are stronger and faster,
but i lead the team,

we are chess pieces of the same color
king am i, and you the queen
but sadly i do not know one thing
what does this mean?

if we were to do anything
we would have to do it in secret
your parents hate me,
and mine disprove of anyone
that i develop feelings for

it would be a secret
and you would hate being
so secretive,
this is why  i feel i can't make you happy
and why i am being like i am in our chat

Who knows my emotions?
Me
Who knows if i care or not?
ME
Who is trusted but can't trust?
Yet again me.

Stop assuming you know my emotions
or what my reactions will be,
just say what you need to
and not care about either

I am here alone, forgotten again,
or to be remembered some day
so that the people I hold dear,
Can just forget me here, again

so i am alone,
in this cycle
it would seem

Others open up to me,
And let me know their feelings
The one thing i can not do
Hell I can't even tell my own feelings to me

Why do i feel like i am waiting on you?
Because i am, i disgust my self
do you see what i am truly? no
you do not, no one does
think i am so great,
I AM WORTHLESS

I should have died five times now
but yet my worthless self is still alive
***** this and that this needs to end
I can't do it so, dear friends
end me
put my worthless disgusting embarrassing
existence to rest, end it all
END MY WORTHLESS LIFE

raged voices yelling at me
reminding me of my failures,
please someone make it go away
her touch and voice could, but
she doesn't care for my sanity now,
so insanity and misery are welcoming me back
with open arms, and a tight embrace

tell my what your thinking please....
tell me what to do,
because i am out of ideas

i asked for it in a moment of weakness,
so i got one, a simple hug that's all it was
to you at least, to me it was so much more
i wished it had lasted for ever,
but it also made me long for something more

You still make me curious
and i still make you furious
You still cause the urges
you use to, thoughts i cannot purge

my mind free of,
your touch takes me,
to a different place,
how else do i put it?
it excites me, not completely
sexually, but it does make me
want you though
to be held by you, to hold you

you take me to the brink
then leave me, what to think
what to think

Poetry is expression of self,
but it is not one a major
social network, it is here
this peaceful place of nice people

Self expression with words,
not with some stupid Facebook
status or a tweet, not a tumblr
or Google-plus, just Hello poetry


this place is amazing,
full of life, full of hope
full of.....writers
so why can't we expand this site?

Let people know its here
let the masses know that you
can express yourself through writing
wouldn't it be amazing

to wake up and log on
and see all your friends
do something productive
and fun like post a poem
not a half naked pic