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Echoes Of A Mind Jan 2016
I thought we were friends
but you've turned cold
it's like your heart
is made out of stone
Is it because parts of our lives
are going in different directions
that your cutting of ties
since you can't use them anymore?

Is this how we have become?
Standing on each side of a cliff
You with your back turned
while i'm still reaching
a hand out your way
hoping that you'll take it
or at least let me know
that you're okay
and making new friends
since I can't make you stay.

This fast change of heart
doesn't make sense
It seems more like
we never really were friends
Just a Random poem
Echoes Of A Mind Jan 2016
My heart keeps calling
it keeps calling on you,
but you never hear it
Heh, why should you?

My heart begins to slam
its hands against the wall
which is my chest
'cause without you
My heart refuse to rest.

My hearts it bleeds for you
and it hurts a lot too,
but I know that your heart
it wont be moved
cause you don't need me,
do you?

I often think about you
knowing you won't
think about me too
I miss you all the time
while you're feeling fine
I see you in my dreams
while you're seeing
somebody else.

I keep looking down
at the foyer of our school
hoping that you'll pass by
so I can catch a glimpse of you
with my eyes
but you never show up,
why would you?
It's holidays after all...

No one really needs me
Not even you.
I just keep thinking
Keep thinking about you,
but i know
that you'll never feel about me
as i do about you.
Echoes Of A Mind Jan 2016
Times over
you should be *done
by now
I really hope you managed to *write

your assignment just in time
I honestly hope it went well
and that you won't dwell
and keep on asking yourself
did I do well enough?
did I write the right thing?

No matter how much I praise you
you probably won't believe it
'Cause you never believe you're good enough
Never believe that you're worth praising
Never believe that you're smart
or that you're right in what you're saying

I told you a thousand times already
that it's true what I say,
I'll swear it on my mother's grave
but still you don't believe me.
Another old poem
Wrote the poem after exams where people said that they were sure that they wouldn't pass their exams since they weren't satisfied with their assignment.
Echoes Of A Mind Dec 2015
I know you just died,
But it's not over yet,
'Cause you'll live on
In all the people you have meet

In their memmories
You still exsist
In your music
Your spirit still lives

You've become immortal,
Though you were born to lose
You still managed
To make footprints with your shoes

The fact that you made an impact
On so many lives
Is the simple reason
That your memmory never dies.
Yeah, I'm a fan of Motörhead and this poem just came to me when I heard the terrible news... R.I.P Lemmy
Echoes Of A Mind Dec 2015
Love is the curse
Which poison my bones
It eats me up from inside
And makes me cry
When I'm alone

I don't understand it
Why do I always smile
The times he's here with me
Are the times I never cry

But there's nothing to do
Since I know his heart belongs to her
Her, who makes him smile
And helps him through tough  times

I know he'll never look my way,
But somewhere inside me
I tell myself that it's okay
'Cause atleast, I am a friend.

But what is love?
I ask myself
To me it's a sickness, its cure
I have yet to invent.
just a random poem
Echoes Of A Mind Dec 2015
The world is spinning
Please explain me this feeling
I feel like my heart ain't beating
instead something heavy is camping on it
and there's nothing which I can do about it

Is  this loneliness
I wonder
My beer dissapears
While I ponder

In my head
I know I got friends
But for some reason
I always feel alone

I feel like, I don't have anyone
Who understands and accepts me
For the strange creature I am
And always will be

Even at home
I feel alone
like I'm just sitting in my room
on my own.

And everytime I meet someone
Who seems to understand
Then he's always owned
By some other human.

Oh well
I 'll just stay here and dwell
On this feeling
Which makes me feel like hell.
[Sorry for the lenght of the poem.]
this poem was written as an experiment which includes me drinking alone (Oh yes I actually did that XD), therefore the first thought which came to me was loneliness since that is what people often think, when other people drink alone. Anyway the experiment went out of hand and I actually got drunk - therefore the poem might be a little confusing.
Echoes Of A Mind Dec 2015
Can you see this rose?
The one in my hand
If I pull off the petals
One by one they'll fall
And what remains
Will only be the stalk
Which I'll be able to break
With one move of my hand.
The power he had over me, I'm not sure if he even knew that...
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