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Nothing compares to your beauty my dear
In your cheeks a red blush,does slowly appear
Cute beyond words, with a voice oh so sweet
Oh the most amazing girl, I ever did meet
Laced fingers, we hold hands, and I can't help but smile
As always around you I'm happy the whole while.
What happened to all the things, for which you once did fall?
What happened to my smile which made you happy for no reason at all?
What happened to my laugh, being utterly contagious?
Why does the thought of that, now seen so outrageous?
What happened to our late night talks, with 1 am to quick?
Why do all the memories, now make me feel so sick?
What happened to our jokes, which made you burst into laughter?
The ones which still seemed funny, when remembered some days after?
What happened to I make your day better, even when you want to cry?
Why are all these things gone? Why do I want to die?
What happened to each second spent together making you crave more?
What happened to the mutual love, with the girl I do adore?
But most of all, what happened to me and you?
You know more about me
than any stranger should.
You know more about me
than any friend could.
It's not always easy
to post the things I write
Because they are more of myself,
that I don't like to share.
My poems are me and me alone.
I hope you like them,
but more, I hope you like me,
even if I'm a mess.
Not romantic, not poetic, just a chance to not exist
Slowly drawing, a cold steel blade, across the neck that she once kissed
I won't be remembered, I'm forgotten even now
I managed to make it this far but I'm really not sure how.
So goodbye to everyone, who won't read this
Goodbye to everyone who will barely even notice
So this is it, goodbye, I hope
So this is it, I'll get the rope
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.
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