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KnudsonK Jul 2013
Plans I’ve made  always seem to fall thru,
Dreams I’ve had that  never came true,
Wishing on the nights first star....
Watching  my whole life fall apart.

Losing everything I ever knew,
Nobody there to see me thru,
Forgetting what I was fighting for...
It’s just not worth it anymore.

Better I should just let go..
Of a happiness I’ll never know.
Better off all I love will be....
With out  the burden of loving me.
  
Destiny’s loop has run its course,
Ther’s a reason we can feel remorse.
Somethings just cant be forgiven.
Sometimes you gotta say
“Too Hell With Living”

Listen closely to me my friend,
This is the means to an end,
We all go through bad times and such,
But  one person  shouldn’t have to suffer  this much.

Sometimesit hurt so bad
I can barely catch my breath,
When   pain and  suffering
Is increasing with every breath....
Put MISERY to Death!!!!!!
Zippers are like hearts
They do inde ed tear apart
But when they do    they zip back up
Because not everythi        ng breaks like a cup
No, hearts heal            and zip up too
And my heart zipped          up and lead me to you
So zippers are a sign to m       e that everyone has to heal
And eventually face    what they see as real
Cause eventually everyone   will have to zip up their heart
And find a new place to start
Just as this poem zipped itself up just for you to read
So go on, zip up your heart and go do a good deed!
Nina McNally Feb 2011
So
As
You can see,

All I wanted was you, and
Now I got nothing.             And
Yet I have everything.          It's the little
Things in life that matter.
However, being with you was the greatest moment
In my life, but I will find someone who means so much more.
Now; I will just sit here and watch the sun as it
Goes down, only to wait until it raises to greet a new day*.
On This Night.....
...............Love Dies Young.
copyright; 2011 McNally, Inc.
written as the sun was going down.
title from Good Charlotte
julie Feb 2014
i se(e) everythi-ng in an odd way

i s(e)e every(thin)g flipped ar(ou)nd

am i to s(ay) i am l(ost)?

or am i on(ly) discover(ing) who i really fo(un)d?

— The End —