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 Jun 2014 Omar Abo Shama
Joe Cole
I didn't drink and drive mum, because you said that it was wrong
So why am I the one whos lying here as my blood pools on the ground

I was being careful mum about every single move
Then he came round the corner mum on the wrong side of the road

Why's it so unfair mum, why's it me who's lying here?
While he's not hurt in any way, standing smoking over there

I here a voice behind me mum saying "she's not long for this world"
Why me mum, why me I'm just a teenage girl

But know its nearly over mum and I'm the one to die
Cut down in my youth by another drunken guy
Will the lesson ever be learned
He once told me
To be like falling snow
Forever different.

He forgot to mention
Snowflakes melt.
I know, I know
I’ve been told so many times to give it up.
That what happened when I wasn’t there
Was what made her the girl I loved
But the problem is, now that we’ve moved on
She’s still the girl I loved
She’s still the girl who is liked
And I’m still the guy who is not.

You can’t necessarily turn feelings off,
I mean I have, but it wasn’t good
It kind of ended in misery, to be honest.
I think thats why she’s gone,
In a way I mean, on top of disasters past, and
Mainly because of everything we said to one another.

It kills me, you know, knowing she’s fine
That she’s probably gone on and found some other, new guy,
While I sit here at night, writing line after line
Of sad poetry and lyrical lies.
I’m sure he’s taller, of course, she likes that a lot,
She always wanted love taller than 5’9”.

It kills me, you know, knowing she’s fine
While I’m sitting alone at home,
Cooking dinner for one over an open stove.
Writing these god awful, sad sappy poems
That no one will ever even read.
It kills me, you know, knowing she’s fine
All the while I’m sitting at home
Slowly burning inside.
 Jun 2014 Omar Abo Shama
Emily
Stupid me
I don't know why I keep waiting
Why I keep wishing
For something I can never have

Stupid me
I don't know why I even want you
Why I even like you
You're mostly really bad

Stupid me
I don't know why I'm called to you
Why I even care like I do
This burden is such a drag

Stupid me
For thinking I have a chance
With someone who's incapable of love
With someone like you

Stupid me
For thinking you'd even consider
Dating someone like me
Someone who's off limits

Stupid you
For not realizing
That I'm your soul mate
That I'm the one you want

Stupid you
For letting me slip by
For making me want you
As much as I do

Stupid you
For being exactly what I want
And exactly what I need
And making me feel
Full of greed
For something I can't have
And never will

Stupid
© Peyton 2013
I think that you lied.
I think I clearly cut out the glass for you,
The glass you so sloppily blew.
I think you told me that,
It's intricate contours were the works of your carving knife,
But I knew better,
I could see through your exo-skeleton.
I could see into your soul.
I could see that you're not who you look like.
I could see you're far from beautiful.
You pulled me into the closet,
You told me that you're simply a contradiction.
I told you,
Simply and contradiction is a contradiction on its own,
So you're a liar.
I fled,
And you said,
"Off with her head!"
And while my head rolled,
God has been told,
You were singing with your angel choir.
I'm thinking of breaking this poem up in 2 starting at "You pulled me into the closet…"… thoughts?
Suggestions?
I should have known that
when you said I was the moon and
you were the stars

that the moon is soon replaced by the sun

j.f
Sometimes You Feel Better When You Feel That Someone Changes You In A Good Way, And Thank Him Because He exist In Your Life,But If You Think About That Changes, You Will Realize That You Are Not Bad, And He Just Activate Your Good Receptors That Already Exist In You, So No One Changes Totally Anyone, It's All About Activate Our Good Receptors.
Move On .
You Are Good.
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