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Echoes Of A Mind Mar 2016
I love you
Is the most
Terrifying words to say
If you ask me...

I love you
Is three words
Which everyone hope
That someone
One day will say
To them...

I love you
Is a way to tell
Another person
How much we care
About them...

I love you
Is three words
Which I don't think
That I'm ever gonna say
'Cause the first person
Who I honestly
Could have said these words to
He's no longer talking to me...

I love you
Is also
The only words
Which no one
Will ever say
To me
Because I am not
Worth loving...

I love you
I actually once had a dream
Where someone said it to me
In a bar
Right before he kissed me
But that was only a dream
And as we know
They rarely become real...
I'm one of those persons who can't say the words unless I really do love the other person....but if you try to make me say it by fishing for the words, then I won't say it...
Echoes Of A Mind Mar 2016
Can you tell me why
It is
That I love him
Even after that
He has
Deeply hurt me
Over and over again
Broken me down
To the core
Left me bleeding
On the floor?...

Why is it
That I just can't forget
All the memories
Which now only are a pain?
Maybe I should just go
**** a random guy
So I can delete
The specific memory
Which I want to forget
The most...

Be happy
At least it was with someone
Whom you love
My mom says
Trying to cheer me up
But I'm not
So sure about that
Anymore...

'Cause she don't know
About all the mess
Which happened
Afterwards
She's not the one
Who becomes sad
When she sees him
Passing by...

So tell me why
This boy still is on my thoughts
Together with all the things
Which have been said and done?
My "Age of Depression"
Have now become real
I'm not really eating
And I feel really sick
But I'm trying to look fine
Hiding...
That on the inside
I cry...

Tell me why
I didn't listen
To my friends' warnings
Telling me to stay far away
From this one guy?
But I couldn't
Even when I
Actually tried...

Tell me why
Everything went
As wrong as it did ?
Why everything is a mess
And why is there
All this stress
In my life
At the moment?...

Why can't I eat
Even though I'm hurting
From starving
Through the most of the day
And then only eat a little
At dinner
With my family
To cover up
That I'm in pain...

Why can't I make myself hate
The person
Who hurt me?
Why can't I honestly
Join
My friends
When they make innocent jokes
About him
Just to cheer me up?...

Tell me why
There isn't a remedy
Which can delete
All the bad things
Which have happened
lately...

Or maybe a time-machine?
Then I could change
My choice
Of going straight to
The university
'Cause then I would
Never had meet him
And there wouldn't be
All these problems...

Tell my why
I don't feel happy
and why my nights
Are sleepless
Tell my why
The only person
Who knows how
To handle me
When I'm feeling like this
Is out traveling
And won't be back
Before June...

Tell me why
My mind
Is humming
A sad tune...
Just sorting out in my thoughts....
Franz Bartolome Mar 2016
You'll know my worth, by the time I forgot yours and I am reminded of mine;

You'll soon be in love with me, by the time I won't be with you, but I am, finally;


with myself.
Echoes Of A Mind Mar 2016
My friend
Why are you
On the other side
of the earth?

I miss you
And I miss your hug
I miss being in your arms
'Cause there I feel safe
You make all the bad things
Go away...

The thought of you
Brings back my smile
Which lately have begun to fade
**** happened and I'm a mess
Why did I never have
The courage to confess?

I miss your jokes
And I miss your light blue eyes
Your soft blond hair
And the way
Which you can speak about
NIRVANA all day...

I miss your shy smile
And your black framed glasses
I miss your deep voice
And the feeling
Which I get when I'm with you...

When you come back in June
Remind me that I'll have to tell
How much I really do love you...

You'll be the first one
Who I'll say these words to...
I never told him, but I wish I had.....Now I have to wait for June before he'll be back....
Maple Mathers Feb 2016
to school
with me
today
...



**SHOW
AND
TELL
?
(All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
A Feb 2016
Tell me how to love someone
who doesn't love me back.

Tell me how to respect someone
who doesn't deserve my respect.

Tell me how to trust someone
who betrayed me so badly.

Tell me how to care for someone
who never cared about me.

Tell me how to speak nicely to someone
who only spoke down to me with bad words.

Tell me how to get along with someone
who brought me nothing but endless tears.

Tell me how to get close to someone
who caused me so much pain.

Tell me how to forgive someone
who hurt me so severely.

Tell me how to open my heart to someone
who broke it to pieces too many times.
Eleanor Rigby Feb 2016
Lately faces have been hard
To tell apart.


-- Eleanor
Brent Kincaid Feb 2016
If I asked you politely
Would you quietly *******?
The crap you keep saying
Is like a tubercular cough.
If lies were visible to us
You’d look like a gas cloud.
You don’t just think like a fool
You say it all out loud.

Take a ride on the Reading
Do not pass go.
Go directly to jail, ****.
For a decade or so.
You don’t have any credit
With me, that is for sure.
If you are a disease I bet
Science hasn’t found a cure.

It’s almost like nobody has
Ever taught you about things
Like transparent lying, and
Disgusting racist mutterings.
The only thing that stinks more
Than you is your philosophy.
It’s just psychotic ramblings
And not much else to me.

You’ve lost all your possessions
From decisions you have made.
Now your half interest in hell is
A thousand degrees in the shade.
When you talk, nobody listens
Because they know you will lie.
We hide when we see you coming
And come out after you pass by.

Take a ride on the Reading
Do not pass go.
Go directly to jail, ****.
For a decade or so.
You don’t have any credit
With me, that is for sure.
If you are a disease I bet
Science hasn’t found a cure.
Kagami Feb 2016
You kissed the tears from my cheeks
Your own falling in time with mine;
Our hearts pulling, heavy and weeping.

I told you my story.
The storm and the eye in the center.
Cat Fiske Feb 2016
I feel as if I gave you my trust,
I am letting you read my innermost secret thoughts,
I am trusting you with these things,

I am scared to do it,
I know I have to,
If I want this to work,
I have to trust you,
even when I am scared of things,
I want you to know my fears,
and know you can tell me yours,

this is huge for me,
but I just want you to believe me,
when I tell you,
I give you,
all my trust.
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