Open your eyes, look around
Try to listen for a sound
Find the one who knows you best
Who'd love you much more than the rest
Know you truly, to your core
What your life on earth is for
Why you're still not lying dead
Upon a stone-cold, rocky bed
Who she is, you'll never know
A love within will never grow
Appreciate her, you can't do
But she tries to dearly still love you
You won't love her back, you deny
She seems to all, around you, shy
She always tries to make you smile
But you still let her flow down the Nile
So there she goes, she ends up far
You start looking for the North Star
You cannot find her, so you start to cry
You question yourself, you're asking "Why?"
You miss her, you yearn
And you start to burn
You need her by your side
You claim that you have died
Without her you are nothing
She is what makes you something
You start to hate yourself for it
You scream aloud, hate every bit
Alone you wonder, cold and lost
Through the desert, through the frost
You need to find her, apologise
You start to hate yourself - despise
Eventually you catch her scent
The time which you had, searching, spent
You claim was surely not a waste
But with poison was that aroma laced
You see her there, your smile is huge
You realise you were a scrooge
You start to race towards this girl
You see in her hair, every curl
Your heart is pounding, you face alight
You cannot believe she's in your sight
But as she starts to laugh, you see
Another guy makes her happy
You see now that you're such a dunce
The chance with her came only once
You ******* it up, and she ain't yours
But still you, in her, see no flaws
Your body freezes up, you're cold
You thought your actions had been bold
You realise you are a fool
That you had, to this girl, been cruel
You cannot move, you're rooted down
You see her look your way and frown
Then smiles a smile of great pity
She had once thought that you were witty
You cannot bear the sight, it hurts
You envy all of how this guy flirts
You loathe. You could have been there
With that girl - a beauty, rare...
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 3:00 PM UTC
Open your eyes, look around
Try to listen for a sound
Find the one who knows you best
Who'd love you much more than the rest
Know you truly, to your core
What your life on earth is for
Why you're still not lying dead
Upon a stone-cold, rocky bed
Who she is, you'll never know
A love within will never grow
Appreciate her, you can't do
But she tries to dearly still love you
You won't love her back, you deny
She seems to all, around you, shy
She always tries to make you smile
But you still let her flow down the Nile
So there she goes, she ends up far
You start looking for the North Star
You cannot find her, so you start to cry
You question yourself, you're asking "Why?"
You miss her, you yearn
And you start to burn
You need her by your side
You claim that you have died
Without her you are nothing
She is what makes you something
You start to hate yourself for it
You scream aloud, hate every bit
Alone you wonder, cold and lost
Through the desert, through the frost
You need to find her, apologise
You start to hate yourself - despise
Eventually you catch her scent
The time which you had, searching, spent
You claim was surely not a waste
But with poison was that aroma laced
You see her there, your smile is huge
You realise you were a scrooge
You start to race towards this girl
You see in her hair, every curl
Your heart is pounding, you face alight
You cannot believe she's in your sight
But as she starts to laugh, you see
Another guy makes her happy
You see now that you're such a dunce
The chance with her came only once
You ******* it up, and she ain't yours
But still you, in her, see no flaws
Your body freezes up, you're cold
You thought your actions had been bold
You realise you are a fool
That you had, to this girl, been cruel
You cannot move, you're rooted down
You see her look your way and frown
Then smiles a smile of great pity
She had once thought that you were witty
You cannot bear the sight, it hurts
You envy all of how this guy flirts
You loathe. You could have been there
With that girl - a beauty, rare...
inspired by Simrik's 'How to start writing poems'