they were next to nothing
you're the next
you're the best
the past
I forget
the other ones
all regrets
so place another bet
on a heartbreak
like a test
I'll ace it
but a good grade
leaves a bad taste
i'm impaled with
this feeling
it's amazing
so great in a sense
but it's gonna be so
de-abilitating
when it rains
it pours
so open them doors
those heart shaped cages
deranged is
to think
I'm to blame
and I think
it's insane
yet again
i'ma fall into love
like a game
but the things at stake
leaving me feeling awake
in the morning when i'm left feeling
so fake and so bleak
i'm so pale
the next one will fail
the next is the best
and the past are details
of what is to follow
my own fools folly
how it played it out
is exactly tomorrow
until you pass me this time
i'll make one more rhyme
when you've left me for dead
i'll be laying here living
but feeling like i've died

I try and try and try again
I don't know why I do!
I know that some things never change
Because some things never do

Romance and passion and love in my words
Unconvinced you I will get in return.
I'm trying to tell you, I'm trying to say
But you just won't listen, heart is blocking your brain
You like someone bad for you
You know that I'm good
You know that I tell you
I'm not misunderstood, but you just won't change it
Your vision and views! they're crowded with irrelevance and nonsense and too many feelings that you don't really have! You don't love someone else, you're just feeling bad, and lonely, and confused

I know how you feel, To be used like this
I don't know why it appeals, he's being ruthless
Not sparing a thought, he's in it for fun, if he'd change his ways, I'd feel better for one, for seconds I'd stop because you'd be happy, and I still think that this love **** is sappy and silly because you just need a hug
I'm not conceited but it's me you would love.

You want some romance, I'll be there for you
I'll give you flowers and hugs and kisses too
I'd be the best and caring and sweet, and when the mood is right
I'd sweep you off your feet.

You've never known someone as amazing as me, I'm sweeter than sugar
But don't put me in tea, I'm stuck in a sea of worries and doubts, my brain is on fire, my tears are putting it out.
I think rationally the way to explain, you're walking on thin ice
you're in the devils domain, come closer to heaven
come closer to me
We don't need to die to be together silly.
We could be living and happy as anyone
Just give me a chance, all i'm asking is one
Maybe a week and then you'll realise
That I may be short
but my heart opens wide and i'll increase in size
personality-wise
to be just what you need
all of the time

Do what you will
I'll wait anyway
Hopefully soon
I'll get my day
When it's my chance to woo you
And soothe you, so sweetly
and give you what you want, need,  and desire completely...

I don't mean to drone on, this poem ain't sappy
I'm saying what I'm saying because I'll make you happy
It wouldn't be a problem if he could too
I have your best interests in mind, not mine
For you, are more important to me than myself.

Stop living to love and start loving to live
Stop giving it out and start taking it in.

The pressure from the air crackles with ferocity
Stand up and breathe deep from the animosity.

Humanity is frail and weak
Act like a leaf and fall free from the tree.

float in the wind, until the fall comes
and after the fall
get right back up.

Nothing is sweeter than that which is earned
Nothing cuts deeper than the pen or the sword.

The weapon you choose, it defines who you are
So slice up the paper or write something down
the action you choose, will build up your ground

Here I lay beneath the pen
Motionless, pale, pasty, dead.

Here I lay beneath the pen
You haven't spared a thought for me yet, but why would you when you threw away so many other just like me before.

Here I lay beneath the pen
I may be a little rough around the edges, but that's the texture! I can be what you want just give me a chance!

Here I lay beneath the pen
So now you've used and abused me, you're just going to throw me away, like a useless piece of garbage.

Here I lay beneath the pen
Defiled and disrespected, you crunch me up and throw me away without a second thought, but here's a thought, I started out pristine condition just like the others, that pen passed across me so quickly and you deemed me unworthy.

What was I?

I drift listlessy through the murky waters and think, not about life
and the menial and trivial diffficulties that we all face. I think not
about the struggles and battles that some fight everyday. It does not
even cross my mind that some must fight to survive in a war against
not just nature but humanity aswell. No! As I slowly float further and
further away from the rivers shore, as does my mind from the problem
of the shore dwellers and towards that which means the most to me. My
possessions? Replaceable. My friends? Expendable. My feelings? Ever-
changing. Everchanging that is aside from one, a feeling of a
connection, a bond, a pure unbridled passionate presence that
overwhelms the senses and turns rationality into a mere subconscious
annoyance, like the nagging feeling that a light has been left on in
the back room.

It's this love feeling, inexplicable, indescribable,
unbelieveable yet here it is, staring me right in the eyes with it's
huge hazel orbs telling me that nothing is important but this one
feeling and that this feeling must be cherished and protected, cuddled
close to the heart and fresh in the mind constantly. It's there when I
sleep, converting my once nightmarish visions of half sleeping
delusions into something much more blissful, with a soothing Voice it
lulls me into that state of sweet inebriation

This feeling cradles me, and reminds me constantly that it is to be
preserved and you know what, when I look at it, into the huge hazel
orbs, the mystifying shapes take hold of a much more feminine human
shape and gains the voice of an angel. And when that feeling takes the
perfect form it speaks to me. She speaks to me and I don't have to ask
what to call her.

I can already feel the perfect name. I call her emma
and she means to me, more than the plight of the world, more to me
than the shades of my nightmares. More to me than anything else. And
she's my one and only.

have I told you just how much you mean to me

How special I want to make you feel and the feelings I hope you see

And even a few months from now I hope that we can be

Together and as happy as you are now with me

Love at first sight
Stricken straight away
Whisked away into delight
And washed away the pain

I don't think you were sad alone but you're happier when you're
with me, by that I mean you're elevated, like an angel, I give you wings
And of course you may have noticed you do the same to me. That's why I
can't help but be happy when we're cuddling and watching movies.

I love the little giggles, the little smiles and our moods, the world
is so uplifted when I am around you, not that I'm not happy when I'm
left on my own, I can cope just fine without you, but who wants to be
alone. Why would I just put up with that when I could be so gleeful by
walking with you hand in hand from place to place meeting people.

I don't mean to be so long-winded but I gotta get it through, darling
will you tell me how much I mean to you.

Surrounded with laughter
Surrounded with friends
Surrounded with smiles
Still I lament.

Poems that you'll never read
with emotions forced in lines
why do I bother writing them?
Filled with enjambment and rhymes
should I just stop writing then?
Am I merely wasting time?

A creative outlet for my emotions
they build up throughout my day
filling me up with tears and pain
and words just waiting
waiting to be set free from the confines
of my decimated soul.

Another four verse symphony created in my head
yet the trophy that is awarded feels like broken glass
dripping from my hands
a warm familiar fluid
the colours fade and my fluid visions change to red
The final line of the final verse
ends with a bullet in my head.