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kgl Jun 2013
i would follow you to the ends of the earth
just to gaze upon your face
to trace the lines of your cheek
with the back of my hand
your eyes are a sea of green and they welcome mine as
our fingers interlock
on a blanket
made of purest heaven

we collided in more ways than one.
kgl Jun 2013
swallowing her aching pride with every step she takes
trying to forget, although her lonely heart it breaks
her everlasting hatred for the man who left a void
in her world, forever shifting, unprepared to be destroyed
her eyes, once glistening jewels turned to a bleak mistrusting stare
their depths expose the scars left by a man who did not care.

remembering the pain, the fearsome look within his eyes
the man she thought she loved became the monster she despised
her worthlessness confirmed with every single blow he dealt
the hurt within her heart was numb, the physical she felt
a horrifying calamity, some days she wished to die
the violent mental thoughts left by a man who made her cry

haunted by his judgments, heartless words rang in her ears
whilst her soul was crushed she never let him see her tears
a sordid satisfaction from the misery he saw
from the woman who adored him as he broke her to the core
but then it reached a point where though her self-belief was wrecked
the words that once were daggers suddenly had no effect

no longer did his voice destroy the stillness in her mind
her time was not yet over; she could leave it all behind
a woman who had suffered for so long, without a voice
decided for herself she had the right to make a choice
the bruises that imprinted, purple wounds left on her skin
she’d escape the hell he’d made her, filled with violence and sin

her eyes cold windows to her heart, devoid of such emotion
a stranger to a reckless love of honest plain devotion
her body bears the evidence, her mind is crystal clear
forget about the hatred and keep close what you hold dear
while repulsion made her weary, she stood still and bit her tongue
no longer wept for what once was, the man who made her strong.
kgl Jun 2013
Ray
missing you
is like watching something happen
that i can't quite explain
it's like watching a breath, rise and then fall
though you don't recognise me at all.

remembering you
is like looking back through time
wishing we could just travel back
pause this life and rewind.
remembering how happy
you were when you saw me
you weren't like other adults
who'd sit and ignore me.

watching you
is like watching a shell of what you once were
still wonderful, yet somehow broken.
i wasn't prepared- it happened so fast
one minute you're there, the next
you're my past.

loving you
is like the world spinning round
constant, never stopping
not for one minute.
rotating this life, and everything in it.

now you're still here, in body, not mind
i still see what you were
so lovely and kind.
this disease is the devil, so evil, yet true
but no matter what happens
i won't forget you.
for my uncle x
kgl Jun 2013
i told you, ‘cause i loved you
and i thought you’d understand
you promised you’d stand by me,
keep me safe and hold my hand
but then i came to realise
you were never there at all
you never stood beside me,
just sat back and watched me fall.
i told you ‘cause i needed you
i really thought you cared
i never dreamed you’d push aside
the love that i declared.
forgive me if i’m wrong
but i thought we were meant to last?
i feel like i don’t know you-
just a stranger from my past.
is there just a joke here
that i have simply missed?
or am i just another name
crossed off, upon your list?
kgl Jun 2013
if love is such a wonderful thing,
why does it hurt so much?
why do you electrify my heart
every time we touch?
why is it when i look at you,
i feel such an aching pain?
and whenever you stop talking,
i want to hear your voice again?
how is it, just by watching,
i have a sudden urge to kiss you?
and how, after spending hours together,
as soon as you leave i miss you?
why is it, whenever you're not there
my heart sinks like a stone?

*because every day i wake up,
is another day alone.
kgl Jun 2013
my time was wasted, your ego was bruised
it takes more than a memory
to keep me amused
but in moments of sadness, of plainest regret
i surrender to feelings
i ought to forget
so melancholic, i sit and think:
my mind - the abyss
into which
i sink.
kgl Jun 2013
let me tell a story
of a girl who fell apart
her life was spent up trying to fix
her lonely, broken heart.
she tried to turn her life around
but faced an awful shove
she suffered from a fatal thing
that fatal thing called love.
it ate her up and spat her out
this girl, she'd done no wrong
she didn't deserve the pain
of simply wanting to belong.
for one's love to love another
is a heart wrenching idea
but she managed through the sickness
though her mind, it was not clear
there was no one there to help her
she broke down, for all to see
and thus i end my story, as
that lonely girl was me.
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