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Adrian Newman May 2016
You’re sitting beside me staring at the moon
I can feel the way your hair brushes past my shoulder
And I can feel my arms around your waist of their own accord.

And I can feel love right now for only you
I hate everyone else and my lack of self-control.
But darling, I could never hate you no matter how I try
Even though we have no future together.

Darling, if we were just best friends, I’d have done us both in by now
But since I’m still here, feeling the shape of your hand
I’m in pain from everyone who doesn’t understand.

So I feel love right now for only you
I hate everyone else and my lack of self-control.
But darling, I could never hate you no matter how I try
Even though we have no future together.

I’m insane from the ache of losing you
You were my best friend in this hollow, empty head
I’m an angry idiot because I can’t be without you.

(But I am.)

And I can feel love right now for only you
I hate everyone else and my lack of self-control.
But darling, I could never hate you no matter how I try
Even though we have no future together.

I’m sorry darling that this isn’t true love
Because I gave too much but it wasn’t enough
I’m sorry that because of me, you never got your happy ending.

24th May 2016
This is for the only girl I ever really loved. I'll never know or love anyone as much as I loved Jasmine. She liked being called Jazzy hence the title (and yes, I inhabit her body because she's gone now and it's really dark and painful in here.) I don't want to be reminded of her all the time but it's something I can't avoid. Hope you like the poem ^
Adrian Newman May 2016
What I did, intervening with your life was wrong
I'm old but I pretended I was young
And you've played along, treating me like a sister and a friend
I'm horrible but that's something you refuse to comprehend.

I don't think you love me cause you still don't understand
That despite my past and failures, I am still a man
And I don't want your love any other way except unconditional
I don't yearn for pity because I'm unforgivable.

You should have left me ages and ages ago
But then I would have left you too.
There's no way you could warm my stubborn old heart
With no flame in your eyes, not even a spark.

I don't think you love me cause you still don't understand
That despite my past and failures, I am still a man
And I don't want your love any other way except unconditional
I don't yearn for pity because I'm unforgivable.

You should have kicked me out ages ago
Now I constantly feel guilty and ungrateful.
You always treat me like a sister, daughter, friend
I'm a man and that's something you refuse to comprehend.

I don't think you love me cause you still don't understand
That despite my past and failures, I am still a man
And I don't want your love any other way except unconditional
I don't yearn for pity because I'm unforgivable.

Don't give me pity because what I did was unforgivable.

12th May 2016
This is a poem I wrote yesterday when I was feeling upset. Because I inhabit the body of a girl I loved, everything that she should have has been given to me, hence feeling guilty. Nobody understands that I'm a babysitter most of the time except I'm in the body of who I look after.
Adrian Newman May 2016
I am bored and I am tired
I am grumpy and I want sleep
But I'm still awake and still aware of light.

Send me back to bed where I'm free
To not think, or say, or do
Something that may upset you.

If I can't feel what I want, I want to be numb
I'm sick and tired of feeling too young
I hate being in limbo, I hate not being taken seriously.

All I want is a rougher face
A tougher attitude, a tougher body
But I'm stuck with a childish appearance!

And people are cruel to guys like me
They expect me to be who they want me to be
They talk down at me, they think they know me.

I guess I'm just sick of being fragile
Of knowing they intentionally hurt me
And having to hide it in order to be 'me'.
This is a vent poem because I don't feel good right now. Maybe someone else will understand it ^
xmxrgxncy Apr 2016
Keep kissing me.......the kind of love that is unrequited keeps me going......even though yours isn't.
Ronney Apr 2016
As pressure builds

Stress is revealed

Angers takes the wheel

Talking is not ideal

At the point where i feel

Theres No escape from this ordeal

Issues too real

Screaming helps so I can deal

With what i feel
~ Many handle anger in a number of ways, i handle it by screaming because iv been brought to the brink of insanity and its the only realse that doesnt involve me doing something completely stupid also it my way of venting
kenny Diamond Mar 2016
The world is full of those who don't understand you. At times i full like i have hide who i am. I  don't  want be sheep but always look for change.  Those who care will see the good rather then bad. The ones who  are fake will never see nothing more then what they see with there two eyes.  Love  logic and understanding are keys to life. We spend so much time being negative but  forget to see the light threw darkest days. At times i feel the negative over takes the soul  and keeps eating away.
z Mar 2016
the ****** next door won't shut up
they're laughing they're just moving mouths
mouths ripe and undeserving
behind the door
they'll shun me
the air is heavy and swollen
I feel it coming on, the pressure
a big blood blister a larvae
slumbering in my room above me
lack of time, ominous, foreboding,
I'll name him,
ugly and garish as a mcdonalds toy
taking up all the space
wriggling above my head
I hate myself, I hate the way I
carry myself, I am ashamed
of being ashamed
I forsake what I want
m i a Feb 2016
stress has been pounding on me,
and i haven't
been eating much lately,
algebra has slowly been killing me
daily,
i'm wishing peter pan,
would grab my hand,
and just take me to ******* never land,
so i can bury my face,
in the smooth sand,
with my earphones in,
listening to my favourite band,

to be honest, im tired of being
around these lifeless humans,
who definitley don't care about my well being,
and im oh so tired
of seeing,
these grey, sad souls
who have turned terribly cold.
or maybe its just that this is all
getting kind of old,

and i'm just waiting for a new adventure to unfold.
yooo, alessia cara song reference though. <3
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