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 Apr 2013 Erin
Sharina Saad
I saw a glimpse of her the other night
In a split second and she vanished
Into the thin air
Her movement was swift..
Just like the wind...
And she was gone...
I neither saw nor heard about her again
Not after long when ...
A little bue bird started to sing
Juliet’s Secret love affair was revealed... hot stories!!
Crude people clapped their hands,
Rumours was fastly circulated ,
Juliet was exposed as Romeo’s lover,
Secret meetings, messages exchanged,
Between the two forbidden lovers..
Talk of the town, disgraced to her family...
Devastated she couldn’t reach Romeo...
A pang of disbelief... a slap on her own face
Her hero escaped , deserted her..
He has betrayed her , called her unfaithful instead...
Juliet a sinner... people shouting in the streets...
Juliet’s heart sank... hopleless she was...
Where is Romeo .. the hero of her heart?
She fell to the ground... a sharp knife in her hand
Should I die for love she asked?
 Apr 2013 Erin
InLove000
When I look at you my heart beats but later that beat could mean a life time of tears wasted on something i knew i could never have!
WORST feeling ever!
''standing in front of you and looking at you in the eye, looking into your sole,
knowing that you'll never be mine''
All that beauty I see in you, wont ever be Mine."!
How can I forgot and lie at myself if every time I look at you, it makes me want YOU even more!
It hurts me
Every time you talk to me or even look at me my heart skips a beat and it begins to smile, but for some odd reason I feel like crying because I know inside that both of us can't share our love!
 Apr 2013 Erin
J
Crash&Burn
 Apr 2013 Erin
J
I felt beautiful
Weird, right?
For me at least
Then I saw her
The one you really love
Not just your second choice
She shines like the sun
And she was beautiful in her pining for you
And I was wretched in my shame
She is beautiful, pure, pristine
And I am ugly, *****, unclean
I tried to take what wasn't mine
I hate myself more for wanting you still
Why do I delude myself into thinking you would choose me?
Over her?
Impossible
I can't even have the pleasure of a daydream
For it is too far-fetched,
Even for me,
To dream that you would choose me over her
Dreamer that I am
I no longer even have that escape
And I just can't understand
What would make you change the way you act towards me
You, romantic of all romantics, acting like any other boy
That makes me think
That I must be worse than any other girl
Because why am I not good enough for your sentimental love?
The love that I crave more than anything
Barely a week, and you broke my heart
It was crash and burn, just like I knew it would be
But I dived in anyway
Foolish girl, foolish me
Living out a pre-conceived tragedy
But you wanted me
That much is true
But it's not enough
Not for me
Its just not enough
I want all of you
I want to hold your hand
Push your hair off your forehead
Feel your arms tighten around me
Be on the receiving end of all your smiles
Be the one you talk about to your friends
Be the girl you post those silly quotes about
I thought that...
No, I hoped that you might fall
Since I was so willing
But maybe this is my fault
Cause I never let you see
The inside, the layers, of what I wanted us to be
And then there's that hope again
That this was all a miscommunication
That you'll call me again
But then I remind myself of her
And her shining, golden beauty
And I remember me
My anxious, awkward insecurity
And I fall back down again
It's enough that my stomach is in knots
And I can't eat
Because every time I do the food is thrown up the incline, thrashed around a loop-dee-loop, and back down again
Hope & Despair
Locked in a desperate tango
Marching their way through my body
Leaving me cold, shaking, tearful, awake, and lonely
But it's my own fault
I shouldn't have gone for what I knew I could never have
Basically a projectile-upchuck of my feelings lately
Sorry if it doesn't make any sense :/
 Apr 2013 Erin
R
Weep
 Apr 2013 Erin
R
Everybody's worried but
Nobody's concerned.
There's a difference,
And I wish you were
Both.
 Apr 2013 Erin
E B
Insomnia
 Apr 2013 Erin
E B
He wakes in the night,
Screaming and thrashing
Fighting invisible monsters
That intrude the air.

And then, of a sudden,
Moved by a terror unknown
He begins to cry, shrill and broken.

For lost time and
Innocence and
For sleep, he cries.

He closes his eyes once again
And rests his head, only to reawaken
And fight the monsters that have returned.

Sadly this cannot be remedied.
He will live his entire life afraid
And it hurts me to see him so.
 Apr 2013 Erin
E B
I'm probably too late now.
He's probably given up, thinking
I'm too difficult or inexperienced
or he probably thinks I'm not interested.

When he hugs me, it probably means
nothing more than the hugs he gives
every single other person in his life now.

Maybe I should just give up, too,
because at least I know that this works.

I'm unusually talented when it comes
to being
alone.
 Apr 2013 Erin
Robert Guerrero
Last words my mother spoke
Just before I hung up the phone
All I wanted was to thank her
For giving me the hatred
That inspired all if not most of my poems
Thank her for giving me anger
That was toxic to the eyes of those
Too close when I snapped
I wanted to give credit where credit is due
But she decided to say
You were a mistake
She had more to say I know
But I am tired of listening to her *******
I want her dead
I want to **** her myself
But instead I will let the cancer
Within her lungs suffocate her ever so slowly
 Apr 2013 Erin
Shari Forman
When I never expected a boyfriend like you,
You appeared.
When I imagined you by my side,
You appeared.
When I contemplated all the memories,
You appeared.
When I felt lonely; worthless,
You appeared.
When i desperately needed your love,
You appeared.
When I had a bad day,
You appeared.
When anxiety took the best of me,
You appeared.
When I cried endlessly,
You appeared.
When we spent over two weeks apart,
You appeared.
When I was heartbroken,
You appeared.
When I was scared,
You appeared.
When I said the words, "I Love You,"
You were there.

*I only hope you can do it once more
 Apr 2013 Erin
Christian HM
I’m lying in bed staring at the imperfect ceiling
Headphones in my ears, arms above my head on the bare mattress.
My face is trembling, begging my mind to stop the pain.
It comes in flashes.
I see you, always you, nothing but you.
I have a horrible, down right terrible memory,
never , have I ever, seen an image oh so vivid.
Every feature from your Hair, to your Face, to your Body.
How.I.Tremble.
The energy cannot be contained
How do I release something Like this!?
I want you.
Everything.
Your Physicality.
Your Spirituality.
Your family.
Your lust.
You.
Why!?
There’s not a **** logical reason.
I saw you.
I read you.
I felt you.
And ever since I have wanted you.
But I can’t.
Society has its laws.
And heterosexuality, simply cannot cross the boundaries of
homosexuality.
So go.
Get
GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HEAD.
GET OUT
GET OUT
GET OUT
Stop torturing me.
You're not evil, so why do you do this to me?!
I’m done.
Either confront me,
or tell your demons to leave me alone...
 Apr 2013 Erin
Damaged
Daddy found the website.
He asked me what it was.
I told him that I didn't know.
I'd never seen it before.
Sweet lies rolling off my tongue so my secrets wouldn't be poured out like sour milk.
So that's why now I've changed my name.
I'm still the same writer, same person, same girl.
I'm just full of hidden damage.
I've been torn apart by this world
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