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Once upon time she was the sun.
The light of my life, she was the one.
Now she's the moon, a symbol of poetry.
Because she's still the one who inspires me.
And there were other other girls, countless tiny stars
But my relationship with them was nothing like ours
Because the stars aren't worth trading for the sun or the moon.
And no girl's worth giving up the one who makes me swoon.

Now it is sunrise, I can't see the stars no more
Lets this day never end because it's you I do adore.
The voices echo round my head
Remind me why, I want to be dead
But they are silenced by, your beautiful voice
your sweet, kind words made me rejoice

But you aren't here now and they're louder than ever
Telling me to end this, now and forever
But as they yell and rage on inside my head
I think of you and why I don't to be dead

Because every moment with you is worth hours of pain
and if I've nothing to lose, then I've so much to gain
I don't care how much the voices are right
There's nothing I want more than one more night
...with you
The worst part is that for such a  long time I didn't want to rest
Because I didn't want dreams, the real world was the best
I didn't want to play video games, I didn't need a distraction.
But now I do, the real world is ****, and I want some satisfaction
I've written all these poems, I know all the right things to say.
but they don't matter anymore , they don't make difference do they?

That girl's still got to be in there, she can't just be gone,
oh it's not fair,, why on earth did you have to move on?

Why am I stuck here still loving you,
hoping that you feel same but you never do.
Oh they know nothing, that's plain to see
Oh they know nothing, of what it's like to be me
They know nothing of these thoughts in my head
They know nothing of how, I wish to be dead
of how I dream, of bloodshed, of ****** of winning
of how different I am, then I was when beginning.

And don't let them, not in my head
Why bother them, with my hopes of being dead?
Better to keep them, and have no-one know
then have my great weakness, out there on show
That'll remain secret, even after goodbye
to be buried with me, on the day that I die
They keep on saying it's selfish, that I want to die
They say I have to keep on living, I have to at least try
But that also makes them selfish, for making me live a lie
That also makes them selfish, that much you can't deny
If it's selfish of me to want to **** myself to make it stop hurting, then it's selfish of all of you to want me to live just so you don't feel bad
The sound of her voice, like a melody slow
And the sight of her beauty, with it's perfect glow
The warmth of her body, pressed against mine
That look in her eyes, and their endless shine.
The days of perfection, so good times we did spend
Alone just us two, why did they end?
Her perfectly shaped lips, delicious and soft
And kisses that sent, my heart spiraling aloft.
All that is gone now, slipping away
If only she'd give me, just one more day.
Oh the sunlight as it's shafting through her hair
and her eyes with their beauteous glare
oh the perfect, quiet moments alone
and all those long nights we spend on the phone
These are the things I long for the most
With this girl as beautiful as the heavenly host
A dragon needs a princess, but an angel needs a demon.
This isn't a choice, I was never a freeman.
I've chosen her some countless times and will some countless more.
I'm already ready to accept, what the universe has in store.
But please don't be sad, for what could have been.
Please still believe, all that you've seen.
Go have fun, but without me.
We'll all be fine, just wait and see.
You'll always adorable little dragon. I just can't waste this chance.
I find it so funny the way you can't see
How perfect you are, so perfect to me
But I find it so sad that you don't believe
That I'll love you always, and I'll never leave
And then I remember all that I've done
Maybe that's why you don't think I'm the one
But even if I had the chance redo it all
I wouldn't change anything, no matter how small
Because as bad as it was, this way got me you
So why on earth, would I want a redo?
This poem changed direction really quickly and it wasn't supposed to
I'm not gonna lie, my dear I wanted more,
but it seems forever's not what life had in store.
No it seems for us, there was so little time,
just those few perfect days on which you were mine.
In my head rings the call, of my swiftly beating heart,
and I find my thinking, way back to the start.
Had I known the future then, what would I do?
Because the pain of loss, was a lot to go through.
But I like to think, I'd have still chosen this path,
though many wish otherwise, and on their behalf,
I will say this much, and this much only,
though so much has changed, I'll still die being me.
I'll stand out in the wind and blow away as dust
I'll leave my body far behind a metal shell there left to rust
I don't want to live life any more, it's just not worth the pain
I don't want to be happy any more, I'll just get hurt again
So I'm leaving world, this is goodbye
Time to give death, another try.
**** it, those eyes, they aren't meant to seem so pretty,
and they shouldn't shine brighter than all the lights in this here city,
those lips really shouldn't make me feel the way they do,
it shouldn't matter, I shouldn't care, but my dear it's you.
Maybe I'm wrong, perhaps it's the lack of sleep,
baby I really hope I'm wrong, I've got promises to keep,
but with your all-too perfect eyelashes and really messy hair,
you've got me wondering if maybe I still care.
Oh how would love to sit beneath this ever quiet moon
My arms around you my dear, I hope this happens soon.
Oh how I wish to just lie there and be with only you my dear
But that won't happen not any time soon, at least that's what I fear
Those perfect days, our fingers knit, where it is just us two
The difference between now them, is that today is missing you.
Today was perfect, what more can I say?
I wish we could do that, every day.
You smile was beautiful, your hair perfect
and I was so nervous, you have that effect.
Your lips are amazing, they tasted so sweet
You say you love me more? That'd be quite a feat.

Cause here I am writing poems, and awaiting a chance
To see you again even just at a glance
Today was the single most perfect day of all time
Oh to see you tomorrow, and taste your sweet lips,
and to once again, have my hands on your hips,
to dance in light, to sound of our song,
and have happiness, that doesn't feel wrong,
oh for that there's nothing I wouldn't do,
and tomorrow will be perfect, just me and you.
You know boy, treasure that kiss
and all the others, they'll be pure bliss
For I had one once, a velvet kiss
on her soft, lush lips.

For me there's no more, not one such kiss
And they're one thing I'm sure I'll miss
One thing about which I'll reminisce
So yes boy, treasure that kiss
I thought I knew who this  was too when I while I was writing it. But I only realized afterwards that I was wrong. It isn't meant for him, it is meant for the me of 2013
Shards of glass, picked out of my hand
This anger is more, than I can withstand
I don't know why I still trust you
It's like betraying me is all you do.
Cheating, lying, manipulating me
you're as empathic as a tiny flea.
I want to leave you alone, I want to go
but I still trust you, like I did long ago.
Turquoise, I smile, a nice green-y blue
Oh how that colour reminds me of you

As I sit here and stare out at the sea
Oh how I wish you'd be here with me
Ugh
Ugh
You see my world goes dim,
at the thought of you and him,
I was sure it was meant to be,
the perfection that's you and me,
but you don't care, not anymore,
that you're the girl I still adore,
and if I lived ten thousand times,
I'd spend them all thinking up rhymes,
so I'd find a way to let you know,
that I'll forever love you so.
I understand why light bends, and why the skies are blue
But I can't possibly understand what it's like to be you
I understand how photons, are both particle and wave
but I have no idea, about the way females behave
Understanding science is as easy as three point one four
but the human brain is complicated and oh so much, much more.

Yet understanding you is so much more vital
than understanding DNA's full title
I understand the physics,
behind rudimentary time travel
But I don't understand why
when your around, my words they do unravel

But I feel you understand me,
and I can't return the favour.
Yet at least I understand poetry,
it's been a real life saver.
I'm in love, that's all you need to know,
I'm still holding on, and I'll never let go,
She's the one, and I hope she'll be mine,
Without her, how could anything be fine?
Do you remember...
Oh of course you don't,
That'd be a wasted anecdote.
Even noble persuits like love and life
and often nought but instruments of strife
So the best field to be strong in
Is not the ways to always win
But knowing when giving up is best
For you will win some, but not the rest
But sometimes it is too hard to give up on everything you ever wanted
Oh New Years Eve, what a perfect kiss,
with a girl that I've now come to miss,
I really do hope you're doing well,
though the pain of your absence is hurting like hell,
if you'd only reply, just one more time,
I'd tell of you of how, I wish you were mine.
There's no longer any meaning
My heart won't be bleeding
Love had made me blind
But now I've had enough of your kind
So why not just leave me to die?
It's time to end this, I've at least got to try
The entire world at my fingertips and I simply write your name
Countless people in this world, and I fall for one who can't feel the same.
Who holds your heart now?
I don't know who holds mine.
I miss you when all is quiet
But she makes everything fine.
I wish I could say, why I did it
Why I had to break your heart,
But I just want you to feel better,
You deserve yourself a new start.
I was hurting so bad, that I drove you away,
but I was only hurting, 'cause I tried to make you stay.
I wanted you to know, I wanted you to care,
but you had no reason to, I said it was fine if you were there.
I promised you a future, where you were by my side,
but after all I've done, I guess that I had lied.
I hate my poetry
I think I hate my poetry,
there's a simple reason why, you see,
most of my words, I know are wrong,
feelings extinguished that live on in song,
of girls I've forgotten, and girls who don't care
so there's no point to poetry...is there?
How can I feel this way about someone I hate?
How come when I feel this way, it's over a year too late?
I didn't ask for any of this, but I guess I deserve it
But if I tell the truth, well I don't love you
and baby girl I know that you know that too
Yet despite this well, here I am
at your door, flowers in hand
I don't feel in love, I don't feel lust
But I feel something, I don't trust.
What if I act?, what if I care?
What if she noticed my envious stare?

But I feel great, I feel a crush
Our constant talking, makes me blush.
I've been caring for a while,
And I think she's noticed, my hidden smile
The deep dark red, bleed onto back,
I know she's never, coming back.
I thought we agreed, to leave it alone,
so that I don't want to cut down to bone,
I thought that you might understand,
giving up's not going, quite as planned
If my youth was wasted, I don't care,
It wasn't wasted, you were there,
Gone are the days, I was a teen,
Time has passed, I've lost my sheen,
But memories, they stick around,
wherever hope can still be found,
I'm glad I spent, my time with you,
These words will stay, forever true.
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.
It's kind of sad to think, that it's been a whole **** year,
and I still listen to this song, as the clock reads 4am,
and down my cheek still slides, a single lonely tear.

And I'm still sat here missing you,
and I still don't know what to do,
and I still tearfully miss,
that last so haunting kiss.

Still you're out there having fun,
or more likely asleep,
I'll sleep with the rising sun,
because in love I'm far too deep.
A year later I'm listening to the same song, and missing the same girl. Still, it's not like things are bad now, I'm just being stupid
We wanted a future, now I'm memories in your past.

-The worst thing in the world is when someone you saw a future with, is now just a memory.-
What a difference a week can make
You go from happiness to heartbreak.
The single best day of your life
To wanting to go and grab the knife.
From the happiest person you could be
When everything's perfect and you're filled with glee
To hating everything and wishing you'd die
Because life is now terrible, so why even try?
A lot can change in one week
Life goes from perfect, to ever so bleak.
What am I writing? I don't know
I just hope that doesn't show
It needs to be perfect, this poem for you
The trouble is perfect's not something I can do
When I think of perfect I think of your smile
I think of your laugh, and all the while
My poem isn't getting done
But just thinking of you is kind of fun.
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
I remember I could see,
that you were meant to be with me
But now all I see is blood.
We were gonna be,
Forever oh you see,
But now I'm not enough.
You were oh so lovely,
When you used to love me
But now it's all so ******
I sit and stare into the beautiful night,
and oh the moon, is shining so bright,
but brighter still, was the smile on your face,
we swept up the light, and you made my heart race.
Because there she was, the girl that I knew,
the girl that I love, she was just sneaking though.

And just for a moment, I remembered why,
why I haven't given up, why I stay and I try,
but the girl that I love, would rather I die,
except for that moment, when I felt that was a lie.
What good is a poet, when there are no words to find?
No words to say, how your beauty's refined.
What good are poems, when I can't say how I feel?
Can't tell you the feelings, that I conceal.

Yet today was amazing, I had so much fun.
On this beautiful day, spent with you in the sun.
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?
Oh my god, what have I done?
I just lost her... she was the one.
I love her, always have, always will.
Now there's a space, her love use to fill

Oh I'm so sorry, I regret it all
You are my everything, and I let you fall
But I want you back, I still love you.
Is there nothing I can do?
To win you back, to say that I'm sorry?
I love you, you're perfect and about you I worry.

Please come back, please be here with me
You're still my perfect little angel, why can't you see
That without you I'm dying.
You still might love me, but I think you're done trying
I don't want you to fight my battles,
just to help me steady my sword,
and when my voice, begins to break,
teach me to roar in the face of the horde.
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
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 can't give up, but I don't see why I write.
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