"contimplating" poems
everytime i look at you
i see your shining smile
i look into your gorgeous brown eyes
and see into my denial
i know that i love you
i know this feeling is true
i just wish you could see
how much I truely mean to you
i try to avoid the pain
of seeing myself with him
when i deeply want to be tied to you
ill dump him on a wim
sweety i would love to have
your fingers intertwined between mine
maybe you not wanting to be with me,
is only just a sign?
i tell myself to let you go
time and time again
but in the end all i do
is cry and cry like rain
tearing me slowly apart
is the thoughts that i have had
contimplating and knowing i want you, so badd
even though i wish i didnt
i know that i love you
i just wish that you could see
how much I mean to you...
Oct 26, 2010
Oct 26, 2010 at 12:07 PM UTC
To be lonely in this world is to have someone you love, but can't be with them. Its when your family denys you making you feel like you're nothing.
To be lonely in this world is when your father is alive, but is never there when you need him. Its when the person you love with all your heart is contimplating walking away.
There are some people who wish to be alone and completely on their own. Those who wish to embrace lonelyness I would gladly give them what they want. I would let them take it, because I have been alone for much too long. If they want it they can take it and never give it back.
Jul 23, 2010
Jul 23, 2010 at 5:54 PM UTC
---- eyes and the way ---- looked at me
Maybe it's in my head so for that I blame me
I look at ---- gazing waiting to say anything
Adrenaline rushing through my body maybe that's a sign for something
A slight touch of hand makes my heart drop to floor
Is it bad that I really want more
God I'm dying here
Because without any doubt or fear
I would leave anyone for ---- even if they are near
As much as I Wana hug ---- and kiss ---- right now
I can't come close cuz I feel like I made a vow
To someone who is not more then a friend
But between us two
And as much as I Wana make ---- mine
It might ruin things between the rest of the crew
An amazing chance of love might pass me by
Without me being able to do anything but to say bye
I guess my only choice is to try to forget and ignore
To protect my friend from finding out about this and more .
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 11:27 AM UTC
I got my boots laced up tight and i guess that means i got somewhere to go,
But im nailed to the wall.
Legs bounce and dance eager to get it on but i cant rip myself from this frame.
I decorate this place every weekend a peice of modren art, weird,
Whats it mean to you
The whiskey glazed sunrise hit my bleary eyes and water poured from my face and i tried desperatly to keep it from watering my roots, i dont want to be anchored to this room
I want to float.
Cirrus clouds above could hold my damaged head and the albatross criss cross contrails and sing just for me i might finally sleep.
But i tap my feet, three times, close my eyes and im still here. Mouths motion mourning and id decipher the damage but my codex is broken, the language spoken is one unfamiliar and the toll for imagining somethings wrong is something finally is.
If i said everything's fine could you pick up on that lie?
Maybe drop me a line, static in my ears cotton in my lungs yes im on the porch contimplating bugs.
If i dont make sense its because i just dont.
Its simple,
I might be manic corrosive, eating litmus paper and dreading christmas.
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 7:06 PM UTC