What the point in poetry?
It doesn't change a thing.
It doesn't make a difference,
so why let my heart sing?

Whatever I say, you still won't care.
Why do I even try?
I'm in love but what's it worth?
I'd rather I just die.

I’d take the release of death,
over this silence tonight.
I said it was hopeless,
and it seems I was right

We all have a facade,
an image we let the world see.
But there is no point flaunting these lies,
the truth is known by me.
So if you want to hide your true self,
never show it to anyone ever.
Because you let people in, show them the truth,
well now they know that forever.

So on comes my new facade,
hateful, carefree and strong,
and because no one will know the real me
no one will see what's wrong.

Her eyes shining, like burning stars
Idle chat about this future of ours
The soft sweet voice, of my next mistake
Has now got me, tempting fate
A simple kiss of burning desire
I'd say it feels wrong, but I'd be a liar
I check my phone, and it's her number I dial
She greets each text, with a soft warm smile
Now I'm not sayings she's set my heart alight
I'm merely implying, this all feels right

I found heaven in your voice, and hell in your wake,
and now in your absence, I find only heartache.
But I'd throw the dice, for one more chance,
to win or lose, or catch your glance,
because my dear I never said,
but I can't get your image, out of my head.

I lived to write, so here's my last,
I'm haunted by the days gone past,
your image never left my head,
but perhaps it will when I am dead,
probably won't, but it's worth a shot,
you're the one, but we know I'm not.

You smiled, and laughed
Then came the days you thought it all meant nothing

But she's back again, she's in your arms
It feels so perfect that it ain't setting off alarms
Like she should, cause you loved and you lost
She left you, you paid the cost

But now you bite your lip, tell her she's perfect
And now you've got your perfect angel blushing

'Cause she's not all you ever wanted.
But she's all you want right now
You know no one is perfect
But she seems to be somehow.

Finally life makes sense, finally it seems great
It's no longer dark, you're no longer filled with hate

'Cause you have your perfect angel, your sweetheart, your true love
your princess, the girl of your dream,  or a blessing from above.

I don't really think, there are words explain,
this thing that I'm feeling, this terrible pain,
I know I stuffed up, like I always do,
but I'm too scared to admit, how I feel about you,
except in the words, that you won't even read,
and in the unposted poems, that my heart seems to bleed.

I'd take the release of death,
over this silence tonight.
I said was hopeless,
and it seems I was right

Poems are meant to be heard
Not just seen in the written word
But now I finally read them to you
You don't even care, do you?

So now I shall keep my poems hidden
and from seeing them you'll be forbidden
Better you don't know how many poems I write
then have the others get the reaction you gave mine tonight.

I know poems are meant to be heard
But mine will go back to just the written word

I won't pretend that you don't haunt my dreams,
that the worst of nightmares aren't filled with your screams,
but if you do ask me, then I'll lie and I'll say,
that at least you don't haunt me, during the day.

I write a thousands stupid words because I don't know what else to do,
and I write them sitting here, pretending I'm not thinking about you.
Pretending I'm not thinking about your eyes that I totally don't miss,
nor thinking about how good it was, that last so desperate kiss.
Nor all those times we spent just laughing in your room,
because I refuse to sink back into depression's cold dark tomb.

Now no, my friend, your life's not fair
but there's no point sitting with a vacant stare
life doesn't get better, but at least it goes on
good times aren't coming but the worst times are gone.
so do not sit alone, with that vacant stare
I don't know your happiness, but I know it's not there

You know my dear I could have, loved you for all time,
but I know that you don't want that, so this is the last rhyme,
there's still so many things, I never got the chance to say,
but oh well it doesn't matter, you'd not believe them anyway.

Another simple word
but one with a meaning beyond comprehension

Sweetheart please, spare your heart the hurt,
I know your soul soars when he starts to flirt,
and you don't deserve, to be crying like this,
you deserve a forever, of perfection and bliss,
so do you what you must, to be happy my dear,
don't be trapped, by devastation or fear.

Some things are so special, because of how rare they are, because they can only exist for a moment. Today I realized that is why what we had was so perfect. Because happiness, the true happiness that came with being with you, was always so short lived. So many things constantly strived to keep us apart. Time, distance, other people, ourselves, our mistakes, so many things reduced what we had to but a short time. Each time you left, hurt more than the last, but each time you left, I loved you more. Why? Because that's why it was so special. Because I didn't deserve you, I could never deserve you, but I had you, for a few short moments on a handful of day I had you in my arms, I had you on my lips, but most importantly, I had your heart. I had your heart for just a little while, and it so perfect. But you always had mine, and now I realize that's why I wasn't as perfect as you, because perfection isn't a state of being, perfection is a moment. Perfection was every moment. Every moment I spent looking into your eyes, every moment I had you in my arms, every moment we laughed, every moment we talked, every moment we spent kissing, every moment you loved me. It all was perfect. But all good things must come to pass, and even the most perfect of days must end. The perfection that was being with you, I always knew that no matter how badly I wanted it to be,  that perfection could never be the future I wanted to promise you. It could only be those moments we had. But those moments are over. This is it. The end. Goodbye. However, before that I want to say, for what I hope to be the last time, I love you. I love you and now you'll hopefully never see me, or talk to me, or even think of me again, but I still love you, and now, I say, Goodbye.

Those beautiful eyes were lost in that book
with a perfect smile, and the most beautiful look.

My cellphone get the kisses,
meant for my love so far away.
It's a long time till I'll see you,
but I'm still waiting for that day.

Yeah I know it's early,
and you're probably asleep,
and I probably shouldn't write this,
but I've promises to keep.
Surely you know I worry,
surely you know I care,
I hope you know you're perfect,
and though the world to you's not fair,
you still deserve the best night,
and good days beyond compare.

This song reminds me of her voice,
funny how, she was always my choice,
until the day that I met you,
and silly me, didn't have a clue,
that you would make me feel this way,
and it breaks my heart that feelings don't stay,
because though you once though I was great,
you haven't cared as of late,
and that'd be fine it'd be all cool,
if I wasn't stuck here like a love-sick fool.

I can't decipher what you're thinking,
but you know I wish I could,
as you're sorrowfully drinking,
and I'm not doing all I should.
But how do I begin, when you're so far away?
How do I find the words, to say what I've got to say?
Because I fear your too far gone,
that you're forever moving on,
but something makes me stay,
if only you also felt this way,
then maybe, I don't know...
I wish you'd let, your feelings show.

I've given this, some countless tries,
but all your words, they were just lies,
you never cared, I know that now,
and now I'm meant to move on somehow.

I have no words for how I feel,
but I feel it more, with each glance I steal,
I don't know, what this is to me,
nor what it is I want us to be,
but I do know, that you deserve,
all the happiness, one could observe.

I'd pull her in close, for a passionate kiss,
and hold the hand of the girl, I don't want to miss,
tell her how the poems were all about her,
and that's she's far more beautiful, than the stars ever were,
but I don't deserve, any more than glance,
and with a girl like her, I've not got a chance.

Nothing good rhymes with happiness,
yet are you even surprised?
Happiness just gets you hurt,
it's just a ploy they've devised.

Happiness is disappointment,
but a stupid waste of time.
But I thought that you were worth it,
just like you're worth this rhyme.

You were everything I wanted then you took that away
Oh what I wouldn't give, to have made you stay
Because if there's one thing I know it's that I love you
And I just wanted to think that you loved me too
With you is where I belong
But now the sad part is that that is gone
'Cause you were everything I wanted then you took that away
And I'd trade the whole **** world for just one more day

Your voice is the most beautiful sound
And with I know, it's true love I've found
Your eyes are perfect, an unplaceable shade
And my dear sweetheart, I'm so glad you've stayed
I know I'm not perfect, not like your lips are
I love my angel, you're my shining star

My favourite colour, has long since been grey
But I didn't know why, until today
I envy grey, grey doesn't commit
Any strong emotion, well grey isn't it
Grey's not red anger, red hate, or  red love,
Blue sadness, yellow fury or perfection's white dove.
No, grey is nothing, no emotion, no pain,
no commitment, no dichotomies, I want that again.

Listen to me Aiden, and listen to me well
Don't say goodbye, 'cause you love her like hell
You know that she's everything to you,
So listen to me; here is what you do,
Find her and tell her how perfect she is
tell her quickly, before she is his.
You need her, you love, you really do
Why would you let anything stop you?
She is your light, your life, your love
Swear to me Aiden, upon god above
You won't give up on her, won't say goodbye
At least not until you give this a try
She is your everything, she's perfect to you
and tell her you still love her, 'cause I know you do.

There it is again, that brutal heartbreak,
a blinding pain, that I can't take.
This isn't what I wanted to do,
I thought I was planning, on fighting for you,
but no, this time, I put your happiness first,
though all the pain, makes it feel like I'm cursed.
This time I won't, get in the way,
of your happiness my love, no, not on this day.
My palms, they sting, but I know this is right,
I won't tell you, what I want to tonight,
instead I'll suggest, you be happy with him,
and let my blood glisten, in this light oh so dim.

I'm so sick of lying and saying I am fine
All this happiness and smile they aren't mine
I'd like to say I'm happy, but all I want to do is die
Nobody still cares enough, for me to need to say goodbye

So you're asking me what I wrote poems about?

About questions asked, but never answered
about remembering, or being someone new
about love, about treasure
about life, about you

Looking at all these ships that never sailed
I can't but think of my loves that failed
But if I had held on until the brink
They'd be like every ship that then did sink.
But I don't care about the past
I've got my one that's sure to last.

I could tell you in ten words,
what he couldn't in a thousand
and I could write a thousand words for you
in the time he could barely say ten

But what would it matter, what would you care?
The girl I'm in love with, we both know she's not there.

Soft, sweet laughter, and moments enjoyed,
Half hidden smiles, and people to avoid,
moments of tenderness, such love unchecked,
a time long gone, that once was perfect.

No matter what, you'll never believe,
but the one thing I now hope to achieve,
it to convince you of what I know to be true,
if anyone has been gorgeous, it's you.

I say goodnight to the moon and goodnight to each star,
and goodnight my angel though from me she's so far.
I hope she's slept soundly, each night since she fell,
my every night is so perfect, for in my dreams she does dwell.
But not in my waking, for she's found happiness elsewhere,
yet I really do hope she still know's that I care.
I hope tomorrow treats her, to all the good that can be,
and in her dreams she does smile, so happy, and free.

I miss calling you sweetheart
I miss you, I hate being apart
I miss us laughing together
I miss how, regardless of weather
I could always make you smile
Haven't done that, not for a while...

Maybe I could try to again?

Soft sweet kiss, of steel on skin,
so many veins, where to begin?
To feel again, for a moment in time,
and see my blood, on this skin of mine.
But for what? I do not know.
My wrists they sting, and it is so.

It's the light in your eyes, that lights up my world,
and kept me hopeful, when the darkness unfurled,
so don't you ever, let that light disappear,
nothing's more perfect, than you my dear.

Goodbyes typed, with shaking hands
the pain in the chest, that slowly expands,
till it consumes, every last thought,
all the hope, has lead to naught.

Maybe one day, this feeling will die,
but then on that day, so might I.

Angel of exquisite beauty,
wings stained, black as ink.
Though you knew me once,
you've no idea, just how I think.
Of you, of us, of all of this
of whom I dream, and want to kiss.
Just as it should be.

I can't handle caring any more,
I'm just another thing for them to ignore
I have to be up in six hours, but hand me that drink
Till they're not on my mind 'cause I can no longer think
Don't let them distract, you must stay alert
and don't ever be happy, you'll only get hurt

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 always complain you find me too distracting,
and I can tell by your eyes that you're not just acting,
but you are my distraction too,
and even though I don't love you,
I can lie, and say those words,
as we lie on the grass, watching the birds.

You ignite a fire in my blood that nothing can quell,
for such a perfect angel, you're sure a lot like hell.

What's so special about her? That's hard to say
But she's not the sort of girl, you meet every day
Is it that her smile is like the sun's warm rays
or that when she speaks it sets my heart ablaze?
Is it the way that she sounds when she says my name?
Or that when she smiles and makes me do the same?
It's all of these things, and yet none at all
It's because she is perfect and in love I did fall

I don't have any words, no not any more,
there's some guy I can't stand with the girl I adore,
she's ignoring my messages because now she has him,
she doesn't need me any more, I was cast out on a whim.
So here here it is, another poem, because I don't know what to do,
Could you please just tell me, why I'm not enough for you.

"In my heart I am anarchist",
I say filing tax for a band,
Who sing Punk Rock,
At council gigs,
On taxpayer funds.

And I wish I could burn down the parliament,
That I stare at from university,
Where I'm studying politics and accounting,
With dreams of finance ministry.

Because ******* it, I'm an anarchist.
But what's the ******* point?
I'm not into freedom, I'm not into art.
I'm a ******* hypocrite.