"extreamly" poems
You told me that my heart
leaked a terrible poison.
That it was extreamly alluring
Yet unexplainably excruciating.
I've heard this before,
But you're the one
Who has been drawn to my demise
Like the moths
To my porch light.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 4:33 PM UTC
Verse One:
Baby girl i guess so.
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
on the dance floor
Now you're here and you don't know why
Chorus:
Because it seems extreamly too hard to let you know.
And the hardest part is letting go
I think about you so often but girl you have no idea.
And I think I'm gonna love you for a long long time
Verse Two:
yes i can see you got money on your mind,and you are driving a new Bugatti in your dreams.
but girl,soon we two are standing still in time
I will build a castle for a queen and a lady.
Eye to eye we need no words at all.
Chorus:
Because it seems extreamly too hard to let you know.
And the hardest part is letting go
I think about you so often but girl you have no idea.
And I think I'm gonna love you for a long long time
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
When I was little,
I was given two gifts.
The gift of beauty,
The gift of love,
They were placed upon my soul.
Sometimes they would seem small,
Or in some cases,
just the opposite.
But knowing i would always have them,
It was okay.
Then,
Years later,
I felt an aching pain,
Something was missing.
The love i felt turned rotten.
I had to start over.
The love I was bestowed,
Wasn't enough,
Anymore.
I needed to find a new love.
So i waited,
I watched.
I observed the happy,
And the hearbroken.
I tried.
I really did.
I looked and looked.
Searched.
Was fooled and tricked,
And very confused.
But i was wise beyond my years.
I knew that this waiting was a sign,
A sign of good to come.
Then,
After so many tears,
After so much abuse,
From the shadows,
There he was.
The match I've been searching for
We talked.
Shared our lives.
I figured out where my other half was,
How he came to be.
I began to give him my heart.
The old love that I had.
I placed in his hands.
He didnt notice,
but i did.
I didnt care if i never gained anything.
Just being in the presence,
Of this magnificent creature,
Was enough for me.
I wasnt guaranteed love back,
But i could tell he was different.
He had the same life,
The same experiences.
Where has he been all this time?
I began to grow attatched,
Feel comfortable,
I felt my soul growing on his.
As long as i was with him,
Or even thought of him,
I had all the love in the world.
The thought of loosing him,
Chilled my bones.
Almost all my love,
Was in with him.
The love didn't matter,
Only he did.
But one night,
The little love I had,
Was entirely ripped out of my soul.
By none other than,
him.
I was blindsided,
I had always been careful,
Why did i trust him.
He the began to drain the little love I had,
Straight from my soul.
But that wasnt enough.
You see,
Before me,
There was another.
She was my opposite.
A different beauty.
She possesed different eyes,
Different skin,
A different soul.
He was drawn to that soul,
But could not have it,
Until he gained the gift of love.
My gift.
Beauty was rare,
And it was extreamly rare to posesses the feeling,
Of that precious gift.
He couldent leave me with that pleasure,
So he ripped the love,
He ripped the beauty,
Right out of me,
And gave it to her.
What kills me even more,
My soul he still has,
A piece of my heart forever.
I am left shattered on the floor,
With no one to peice me back together.
And hes starting a new beginning.
My new beginning.
And hes fine,
Hes smiling with her.
And I'm here writing.
Trying to search for an answer.
Trying to make peace.
Becacuse this was the one story,
I havent learned from yet.
the story of,
him.
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 11:23 PM UTC
My friend and I
are not alike.
She's sunny blonde
and I'm dark brown
- but we did get away
with the same ID
that one time.
She's the kind of person
that gets really high
or extreamly low
and I, ussually
go the middle way.
She's vibrant but
she often says
I'm special, though.
When in highschool "funny"
Youtube videos were the hit
that wasn't us.
We has laughs
and talks
and walks of our own.
I might go places and
she might live somewhere far
like Australia or the USA
but I have good memory
and she writes letters
so I know we'll be alright.
My friend and I
are kind of grown-ups
and my mind is now a blur
but if there's one thing
I'm sure of
- I'm sure of her!
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 3:46 PM UTC
what a night with friends just partying with no sence of time or tiredness. every night you go out and try new things that will throw you out when you find your self waking up with no memore. you feel great with no reziliance of the angers that will take your moral confedens. you just feel free and a rebel to your parents. every night you are out all night with just images that bring laughter and giggels. evr night you find your self with a new thing writen on your body lipstick kisss all over the white shirt. but that one night you feel this thought that thought frezzes every thing. is this real. nothing makes sence and it is all clear you have became the person that you promised to not let out.
all the thrills grow but your mind is to ******* over to even realize that this isnt you.
your girl friend is scared to death about you. yeah
yeah life's thrills have turned you into a mess. your girlfriend finds you passed out on her front stoop with a note you wrote please save me?
life;s thrills is all fun and games before you get that thought every one who loved you are extreamly scared for you.
love is one thing but pushing away that and going insane leves another lie tht you said this wont ever be me.
yeah LIFE"S THRILLS HAVE DESTROYED YOUR LIFE AND EVERY NIGHT YOU WENT OUT YOU PUT ANOTHER LIE ON YOU?
LIFE"S THILLS HAVE NO BOUNDRIES BUT WHO DO YOU SEE YOUR SELF REALLY LOOK LIKE?
LIFE"S THRILLS have taken my life and flipped it up side down.
your addictions to the little things have made you look like ****
no sleep exept sitting on your bed agenst the wall with questions of what happened all those nights/
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
I want to love every part of you!!!!
The ever so intelligent and ever so passionate....extreamly funny....and even your very dark mind who can be jeckle to ur Hyde often too......
I don't care....I love it all.....
*** I just want to love you!!!
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 7:35 AM UTC
Women are like beautiful Roses that blossem and they are extreamly beautiful but you have to be careful to pick the right rose because roses have thorns on them and they hurt you...just like in relationships pick the right girl for you or they will hurt you
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 12:06 PM UTC
Iam extremely delighted
And iam extreamly down at the same time.
Once you said iam mad!
Now I turn out that I have crossed the level I can get cured.
Here everyone looks at me for a shore to safety.
But I remain hapeless as always.
Looking into the days passed by
I realise you are the reason for both my happiness and sorrows.
Find it tough to know why I see your face at night still.
And cannot understand why I run away from you and hide somewhere even in dreams, why I look at you from far disguising myself.
I see you feeling blissful with a pillor of support and tiny smiles around.
I saw you looking at me twice.
I said myself "head down and move fast".
Ere the curtain comes down
I wish you all the success and blessings.
when I lay here on this hospital bed with nothing to brood
Listening only to the beep sounds of monitors and infusion pumbs
I have asked for apology many times for all the blunders I have done and spoken.
Now I feel to get rid of this instability.
So come near to me but a bit far from this filthily cot
Hold my hand and say, "you are not mad".
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC