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Brittany Jun 2010
I'm happy with who I've become
So relieved that you weren't "the one"
Because now I can explore my options
Without a care in the world.

Soemtimes I wonder how you could hurt me so much
But then I realized you did it for yourself.
You're not who I thought you were...
but now that we're done I'm better off for sure!

Living without you I set my own pace
I walk alone without your hearts' embrace
Sometimes you cross my mind and I wonder what I did wrong
But I know it's nothing we could control

I just hope one day you understand how much you hurt me--when it's the last thing my heart needed

A funny thing happened the other day
I looked at a picture of you and me
and...
nothing happened.
I saw teop people...neither of which still exists in this time and place.

You were there when I needed you
And me for you
But I can say with great conviction
That I'm myself again...without you.

You hurt me--bad
But I've forgiven you.
Sometimes I jusat ask, why?
But then I realize that I will not have the answers....and that's okay.
Not much of a poem.....about a different boy....my first "love".....after the fact, obviously!
Cynthia Clark Aug 2010
You have a house and three kids
And a college degree despite getting pregnant at seventeen
You lived and you've learned
You went through alot and it really isn't fair
But life isn't easy and no one ever said it would be
You got to deal wiht the bad things and hope they go away
You are told good things are to come
But I've been waiting for awhile and this bad stuff keeps adding up
Nothing good is coming and I'm sick of waiting
I don't want ot give up but soemtimes it's your only choice
David Bojay Jun 2014
8pm
I was riding my bike earlier today.
Drops of rain were hitting my head, and I didn't bother going home anytime soon.
I talk a lot of ignornace, is it really bliss?
I try not to, but I'm the perfect imperfect human.
I got off my bike and took a deep breathe, clasped my fingers, and sat indian style in the park I go to everyday.
I listened to the kids play, I listened the wind moving the tree branches violently, I listened to parents telling their children they won't be there much longer because of the storm coming.
The clouds felt so close to my head, but I'd probably need a million ladders, each ten feet tall to see above them.
And to think sometimes I feel like I'm walking on the sun, imagine how many billions of ladders I need to feel like a million bucks.
My mom always asks me why I always leave home, and go out for long periods of time on my bike.
I dont think she understands I dont feel home, at "home".
So I'm out looking for one in mother natures heart.
It's 8:25 pm and I'm at the park again, no ones here, for safety I guess.
It looks like the sky is angry, its roaring a lot.
I dont think I should write about anyone anymore,
I feel like I'm not putting my mouth to use if I just write about someone and posting them in this website, thinking hopefully they'll click the link on my Instagram bio and read what I wrote about them.
I figured I'd say what I felt about them face to face now, it's better.
Also I wont cry as much at night when I reread what I wrote about them, when they're gone.
I have a lot of poeple to express to, eye to eye.
I owe it to them.
They've made their mark in my darkest of days.
So I'll use the best of my vocal chords to clear up their gray skies when they look up.
I hope to take away the gloomyness in your souls, because I feel a lot for you.
I meditated today, I forgot I was even alive for a few minutes until I snapped, soemtimes I wish I could meditate forever.
I don't know where people are going with anything, neither do I.
I just enjoy filling up notebooks with nonsense, and feeling happy.
Maddie Jul 2015
Soemtimes I just wanna cry
But I haven't got a shoulder to cry on

Sometimes I think I feel a connecction
But I just get hurt when it's unrequited

Sometimes I want nothing but love
But I have no one to share it with

Sometimes I need someone more than ever
But I never get the request filled

Sometimes I can't help but want to be held
But I always end-up sitting alone

Sometimes I want to break down
But I know I have to act strong
Just a poem about feelings...
The voice Nov 2018
How do you tell a friend that she has made a mistake

You can go back to THAT Ariel with time...
If that is really what you want

Sometimes people make mistakes on purpose
soemtimes we do things that helps us become the people,
we want to become.
Sometimes, we stand on the line and cross it anyway,
because it is easy and it feels okay...

But then, what lines are we not willing to cross.

You can go back to that Ariel with time...
If that is really what you want

As we look at your picture, from your past
I can feel the need and desperation you have to be that person
I sense the nerves and the regret you have because you are no longer that Ariel,

But... Is that what you really want
You swam, despite the wished of your father,
you swam and rescued the prince and fell in love

You kissed the prince, knowing your father would disprove,

you could be the Ariel that your father made you to be,
You could be go back to that Ariel,
but do you want to.

That Ariel, felt things different than you do now
That Ariel, knew nothing of this new experience
I hope you discover which Ariel you love more,

If you really wanted to, you could, with time,
Have the love and the warmth of that Ariel.
For now, you have to reflect and think,
which Ariel Makes you Happiest!

The one in the picture,
or the one confused about love.
Disclaimer: : Life happens
Hello Daisies Jul 2019
Soemtimes I cant help
Looking down
Always with this frown

Sometimes I start
Looking up
And I see the stars

Every hard time
Every horrible mistake
Everytime I break
I look up
I reach up
I see the stars

Theres no wars
There's no liars
Only bright beautiful fires
Filled with wonder

My life is filled
With one constant major event
Of breakdowns and sadness
Only to be broken
By the sky's madness

I'm reaching for her
All throughout my life
Been told it's wrong
Who knows where those stars belong
But I think that's the point

They keep be going
They keep me breathing
Without knowing
Who they are

It's the msytery
The excitement
Of such entities
Something so much bigger
Then me
And that's the magic
That keeps me breathing
Hello Daisies Mar 2019
Hello there world
I wake up to you
Everyday

Soemtimes my dreams
Get in the way
This bed i want to stay


I awake and head off
Let come what may
Keep denying im afraid

won't let my body fall
Or sway
The world keeos going day to day

Im miserable
Im sad
Im beaten down
It's getting bad

Yet i must keep going
I don't know why
Every second i start to cry

I guess I'm still holding on
To some hidden hope
That I'll wake up
Smiling without lying
Before i say goodbye to this world
ayo

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