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Candy Noire Aug 2014
If you shot me with a gun
I'd probably apologise to you
I say sorry for everything
Cause that is what I've learnt to do
They tell me not to say I'm sorry
Cause it's not like it's my fault
But I just want to make them happy
And it kills me when they're not.

If someone you loved had passed away
I'd probably blame it on myself
Cause everything is my fault
I'll keep my problems on my shelf
They tell me not to apologise for my existence
But what a sorry existence I am
I crave someone to make me happy
But no one out there gives a ****.

They say I need to learn to say no
But the words won't leave my mouth
And even when I am not happy
I'll try not to make a sound
And I can learn to find my voice
Or I can stay in the same place
I know I'll never be happy
If I keep putting on a brave face
So tonight I'll rest my bones
And when the sun comes up at dawn
I wont apologise for you
No I won't say sorry to you any more.
This was actually written as a song but I guess it counts as a poem still.
I know deep inside,
That this vindication,
was an indication of my hate,
and it came around pretty late.

It was built up rage,
let loose from its cage,
and I put it up on a stage.

I could've avoided it all,
had I remained calm.

I could've avoided this disaster,
Had I not drove on,
Especially when my minds red light was on.

I guess I am to blame,
for your claim and things will never be the same,
I guess I am to blame.
I was inspired after reading this......'Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves.' An excerpt from The Five People you Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom
Solaces Aug 2014
Don't blame the stars.. they still shine for you, even if they are not there..
Millions of light years
Endless Horizon Aug 2014
I now remember,
all the times I had with her.
That day at the park,
that day when I treated her to dinner,
or that day when we went to the movies,
and stayed for far too long.

I now remember,
all the things about her.
Her gorgeous eyes,
her bright smile,
or how our hands fitted perfectly.

But those things don't matter anymore

Now I've been left with this
aching pain.
I've been spending sleepless nights,
still thinking about her.
Oh why didn't I see,
just how much she treasured me?

It was foolish of me
letting her leave.
If only I can turn back time,
to spend one more moment,
one more second
with her in my arms.

Why didn't I show that I love her.
Why didn't I show that she meant the world to me.
But these things don't matter anymore.
Since now all I have,
is myself to blame.
***Something got messed up and I accidentally deleted my original post (sorry to those who faved and commented :<), so I'm posting it again with minor alterations***
Alex Granados Aug 2014
It all points to me,
But I still have a hard time
Accepting
The fact that it's my fault
You can't be
The person you wish to be.

Why don't you simply leave
Instead of pointing fingers
In the direction of hell.
Every word you speak
Swells my head
And begs for me to seek

For the best way out.
- A&G
shannonlarrissa Aug 2014
I wont say you're stupid,
but you aren't very smart.
It the middle of your palms,
lies my soft, anxious heart
It might have beaten too loudly
Or appeared too soon
It may have exposed too much,
Sang to a different tune
But this heart would have loved you,
Like you'd never know.
So when wrinkles appear
and your mind starts to grow
When your thoughts fall back to me
You'll remember my name
And when you realize what could have been
Know you're the only one to blame.
Twinkle Aug 2014
If you let your heart be held ransom
By someone's unkind words
If you let them trample on your soul
You have no one else to blame
But yourself!

Break free from those who seek to hurt you
Cause all's in the mind
Letting go in prose is the only way to go!
Just some thoughts today from the heart! Write to make yourself feel free and let go!
pixels Jul 2014
I bite my tongue
and taste every ******* excuse you made
r Jul 2014
I am wheat
I cry, I cry
Again
You leave your dead
At my feet
Oh why, oh why

At Gettysburg
We cried
Again, again
They rose and died
Below our stalks
They lie, they lie

From Stalingrad
To Leningrad
One million dead, one million dead
The Panzers came
Wheat fields aflame
They burned, they burned

And once again
You leave your dead
Ukraine, Ukraine
Oh, Putin's shame
The innocent lie
In wheat, in wheat.

r ~ 7/19/14
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