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My only good poems were to make her fall
because once she left, no one cared at all

I want to die when I find the right words
words as beautiful as the songs of birds

But I can't, the words left when she did
now I'm alone, just me and my id

The rhyme has gone, and reason has too
and so to the world, I bid you adieu
What's the point it writing a suicide note they won't read?
Without you life is a lot tougher
But you are still the reason I suffer
I got too attached and I cared to much
Now that's got me dreaming of your touch

So I don't get attached, it'll only hurt
Even looking in her eyes makes me want to flirt
Attachment is the cause of all my pain
and I'll never ever ever live through that again

But I know full well, that I'll fall again
and find I girl I think's worth the pain.
But she won't be
I was put through more hell by my little angel, than I ever will by any devil.
It's true that
I'm forgetting
But
it's only you
that I'm
forgetting
not
your memories
I miss you
I think I write poetry too much 'cause I've too much on my mind
Like this girl I know, she's pretty and sweet and oh boy is she kind
She's on my mind all of the time and I fear I've got a crush
Her words give me butterflies and her smile makes me blush
but it's nothing, I don't like her, I swear
okay so maybe I do but she's so perfect it's just not fair
Oh dear sweetheart, I played you for a fool.
Did you really think I cared? I didn't care at all
I merely cried those tears in hopes of manipulation
You were so **** and so I faked my devastation
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