You're digging yourself a hole;
leading yourself on.  False hope.
They don't like you back,
they even told you so.
So when you're hanging over the edge
I won't care at all.
I tried to worn you. I ******' swear!
But you weren't there,
you were too busy digging a hole
and trying not to fall over the edge.

She looks into my eyes
but I look away.
I know they're full of lies
and I don't want more pain.

Poetry is life in motion , a Niagara Falls of words , a super nova of emotions , cradled on the infinitesimal lines of creation .

I am an alter ego
just a part of someone bigger.
The part that has a voice,
some sort of confidence.
The part that makes no noise,
and that isn't conscious.
I am an alter ego;
I takeover when it's right for me.
I will never be seen,
if you see the greater me.

You were a light in the dark
but you had to depart
now I'm alone
wishing you'd come home
before the house is attacked
and you can't bring the light back

Skin reddening
blood heating
chest closing
heart beating

I won't sit down
I won't shut up
To be quite honest
I'm fed up.
I have a voice,
I will be heard
And when I speak,
you'll wait your turn.
I may be small,
but my thoughts are loud.
My words have power,
of that I'm proud.