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Omar Oct 26
"
With the blood flowing in my hand.
I then realize that i have failed to understand.
I look around to see by who was i stabbed?
But then i find that the knife was in her hand.
As the tears are falling i ask why?
I look into her eyes and realize that iam just too high.
I get up from my nightmare shocked and scared.
Just to see that iam still not dead.
"
Omar Oct 30
"I feel the tears running down my face but I'm not crying.
It's a feeling from being tired of trying.
I wish for a shoulder to cry on.
I wished for it to be her shoulder, her arms hugging me, her beautiful voice comforting me, my tears stopping from seeing the ocean in her perfect eyes.
Oh god I have been drowning in the thoughts of her.
Oh god I'm so tired of missing her"
Omar Nov 15
O god, O god
I am going insane
Poison and honey for me its all the same
Iam drowning deep and i cannot be pulled.
Only what i can feel is my hand getting cold
I'm truly sorry for all that i have done.
But all i see in my hand is the gun.
Omar 4d
Love.. its the weirdest feeling out there,
You can't describe whether its a good thing nor a bad thing
One day you are over the moon
One day you are alone in your room
But My god the feeling of just loving someone so much that you are willing to do anything for them that you love them more than yourself even though you know its gonna end even though you know its for a couple days maybe couple weeks maybe couple hours? Who knows
Sometimes you have the good story with the happy ending
Other times you hate yourself for what happened and wish that you have never met them and still a part of you wants to relive the same story again even though you know its the same ending but you want to be with them again..
You wish you can change the story but the story will always be and the fault will always be yours in your head even though they were wrong but you are making reasons for yourself so you dont hate them

Dont fall in love
Uh this is my first poem without using the rhyme style thing plz give me your notes should i write more often like this or continue like i started
Omar Nov 13
In the ocean of thoughts here, i drown.
I'm just finding out that i have fallen down.
Just seeing that this world is a party of costumes.
Opened my eyes late to see that i am at my dooms.
O me O life why can't it be beared?
I feel like too much needs to be said.
I luv kafka
Omar Oct 25
"
With her beautiful smile and her drowning eyes.
I wake to realize it was all just lies.
I try to open my eyes, which are shut.
But then i remember that i dont have the guts.
O God don't wake me up from this dream.
She is the prettiest girl i have ever seen.

"

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