After you're done with my notes
Please
Remember me as the friend
You've always known
Not the girl with lonely poems

I hope the storm just take all the pain away,
and me as well

Stop trying to cheer me up
Nor reminding me of people who care
Cause you know what?
I'm sick of deceits
And false pretense
Of hearing the same ***** over and over again
Every day I see myself in the mirror
Seeing the same old person
But entirely different
As I was before
Because I know it's not fine
Everything’s not going to be alright
And let me tell you friend,
That the best way to comfort a sad soul
Is through sadness itself
That no matter how many tries to fix us
We'll always be permanently damaged

Let’s talk about the stars
And how grey they turn out to be when you smile
Let’s talk about the sun
That lacks radiance and gleam compared to yours
Let’s talk about all the things
That loses its beauty whenever you’re near
Now let’s talk about her
And all her imperfections, failure, and flaws
The way she adores the night
And all the blackness that it emanate
The way she cradle these demons
Miserably trapped inside her mind
Because she’s anxious she’ll be ogled
When she tell the world of it
The way she takes relief in loneliness
Because that’s the only certain entity in this realm
The way she says
“I’m okay”
Because that’s the easiest answer
While resenting alone all the pain

I love God
But I want to hate him right now
For being unfair.
Then I realized
God didn’t made life unfair
He gave us paradise
The whole lot
We didn’t even have to ask
However we betrayed him
Disobeyed
Fell for the devil’s sweet words
Thus we shall grieve
I, you, we, are Adam and Eve
We deserve to perish

I hope you don't come to the point
Where you only pray for her
Cause she's dead


©Leigh Herondale  *October 2015

I'm not a singer so I can't sing you a song

I'm not a painter so I can't paint your beautiful face

I'm not the queen so I can't give anything you want

I'm just a girl with a pen in her hand and words in her heart

*So            i'll         write          you                  a      poem

You're the only one I'm needing
Everything I'm always wanting
You cheer me up when I'm sad
Make me smile even when I'm mad
I don't think I can ever last a day without you
Believe me for what I say is true
Forever I love you, you, only you

Leigh Herondale *February 2015

I know I ain't important
And people don't like me
Hates me more often than not
I think my presene annoys them
Or just the way I talk
Or maybe it's my body
So I stare down my feet as I walk
To myself it's okay tho
Coz I never like them anyway
But sometimes it hurts me somehow
Coz i'm still human, *******.

I'm sick of everyone
Sometimes
I just wanna cry in a corner
And die

Apparently my “talent” receives praises
When it's not even one
It is unfathomable sentiments
Besieged within the fissures of my soul
Yearning to be poured out
But I can’t successfully express
So instead I laid it down into words.

© Leigh