What is amour? With just word's?
Tis word's canst be all powerful,
If meant, and spoken back!!!!!!
Tis,
At the same time,
Whilst one speaketh words
And no actions to those words,
One hast naught!!!!

In thy new age English term
( means nothing)!!!

Thou must haveth both
To complete elect amour'...........

Ferine ferdelance Gambol's to mine weeping
Tallon's of reaping
Taketh all goodness left from me......
Canst one seeith? The fluorescence that flicker's inside me......
Canst anyone heareth?
Miñe galvano screech!!!!

Tis,
Regular's twas I was not meant for,
For the store closed long ago!!!!!

For any angelic hosts....

Maybe if I tell myself
I don't need you
Enough times
You will disappear
From my trapped mind

And that will be my down

                                                 fall

nothing on
  my mind
but
   you

Situation of inflation.
Betrayal saturates your current fate.
Destiny can no longer wait.
Your enemies deceive & hate.

Objectify a small white lie.
An unanswered why.

People & things fall apart.
Torn in half & broken hearts.

Salvage pieces to make it whole.
Satisfaction in a cereal bowl.

Truth unbelieved.
People you can't be with you leave.

He took away my happiness, he took away my confidence, he took away the love i once felt, he took away my innocence.
He took away my peace, he took away my dignity, he took away the trust i once had, he took away my sanity.
He took away my joy, he took, away my smile, he TOOK away everything it takes to be a child.

Well already in down mood right now, and lonely and depressed and someone just had to make me feel like a piece of crap saying negative stuff on mine poetry..and pretty much told me I shouldn't do poetry no more. Well think I'm done with poetry for now... Goodnight everyone....
And thanks to one who said i shouldn't do poetry no more honestly don't care what you think... But thanks for making me feel worse.. Your quite the uplifter aren't you ,(::: night

When I was 14
I wanted to die
and as I sat silent in my room
no longer crying
with the blade in my hand
on my wrist
I wasn't bothered by the fact
that I didn't write a note
to say how I feel
to blame everyone for my decision
to say my final goodbyes.

I didn't bother.
I was so sure they wouldn't care
wouldn't notice
wouldn't mind.

I'm almost 20 now
and I am still sure.
No one would notice.
No one would care.
No one would mind.

And unlike 6 years ago.
No one is with me
to stop me now.