1.6.05
9:15 p.m.
i don't know what to do about you
i wish that you were mine.
i wish you felt like i do
but i know i'm wasting my time.
so i sit here filling in the lines
lines of wasted rhyme.
should i say goodbye?
help me please, i need a sign.
i don't know what to say
'cause i've never felt this way.
i know it's not okay
but these feelings seem to stay.
and i don't know why you're with him
when you could be with me.
there's such immaculate perfection
that i'd like to help you see.
i wish you had tried.
i try not to believe.
you lied and i cried
as i cut way too deep.
so don't say you care
unless it's the truth.
i want to be there for you
and this poem's the proof.
i think i just might love you
and yeah i don't believe.
'cause even i'm not sure
when these thoughts were conceived.
i don't know what to do.
and all i know is that
the feeling i feel towards you.
baby they're more than real.
when i'm not there
they say you don't care.
you'll never even dare
and it's a pain i can't bear.
i'm begging you.
hoping for a chance.
i love you so much
and it's more than romance.
and every new day
i'm wasting away.
now i don't know what to say
cause this never felt okay.
but where were you?
when i fell.
nowhere near close
as far as i can tell.
so when the phone rings
my heart sings.
wishing it was you.
but then my heart stings
cause it isn't.
and what am i to do?
then my heart bleeds
and cuts form around my wrist.
i know your the one i need.
so why do you make me feel like this?
everyday without you
is a day i want to die.
i don't know how to tell you
that my pain is not a lie.
the pain i feel.
in my dreams
the kiss you give.
so real, it seems.
the lie i live
when i'm awake.
i'm left with a heart
you seem to break.
and i don't know what to say
i wish that you were mine.
i've never felt this way.
but am i wasting my time?















Comments
*cheer up hun*
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please check out my
- im nothing more than a line in your book-
-please dont worry too much...it only hurts when i breathe....-
you probably don't really care but... giving people poems like this, especially the person that they're for... doesn't work out they way you want most of the time. but it's up to you.
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"only when the last tree has died, and the last river been poisoned, and the last fish been caught will we realize that we can't eat money." based on a Cree saying
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"The Knowledge! It FILLS me!! It is NEAT!!!"
~Gir~ from Invader Zim
"Of all the things I've lost, i miss my mind the most."
"stuff is kewl" ~me
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"Yes, I am crazy."
Peace, Love, and Yahweh!! "^_^"
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DAMNIT ITS SO HILARIOUS...I LOOK AT THE POEM LATER
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