Flooding out of me,
Canít stop them,
Canít fight them,
Theyíve been held in for so long,
The dam has finally burst,
And all the furious anger,
The burning rage,
The drowning sorrow,
The blinding grief,
The excruciating pain,
The overwhelming feeling,
Of having the world upon my shoulders,
Never letting up,
Never letting me rest,
Knocking me down again and again,
Iím losing myself in turmoil,
And I canít seem to find my way backÖ.
Then I see a light within all this darkness,
And I crawl towards it,
Strength slowly coming back into my limbs,
The closer I get to that brightness,
I wonder what it is,
And how it can reach me here,
In this cold, black world,
And as I finally near it,
Tears form in my eyes,
The light that has brought me back,
Is none other than,
The love of my very dearly beloved,
Of all my old friends and new friends,
Of my mom, my dad, and my siblings,
And the strength of it makes me weep;
I am not alone like I was so foolishly thinking,
Thereís always been someone there for me,
And they managed to bring me out,
Of a place I didnít think Iíd ever go,
And donít ever want to go back to ever again.
Not so long ago it seems,
Was the day that we first met,
And now when I see you in my dreams,
I know that my heart is completely set,
On having you and only you;
No one else can compare.
I see that both our hearts are true,
In this closeness that we share.
If only the closeness was in distance-wise as well,
My life would be utterly complete;
Never could I really tell,
Just how much I want us to meet.
You havenít just stolen my heart,
I gave it to you freely, you see,
And I donít quite know how to start,
To tell you how much you mean to me.
When I have had a bad day,
All I have to do is talk to you,
And with every word that you say,
I feel less and less blue.
I miss you so much when you are gone,
The day just takes forever,
The hours just seem so long,
And I start to think that maybe never,
Will you come back and talk to me.
I think about you all the time,
And it doesnít take a genius to see,
Even though most donít give a dime,
That every word I say is true,
I mean it all, and I love you.
Lol yay I found some haha these are some I wrote when I was pissed at this one girl for being a total uncaring ****, as you can see
I feel up the guys,
I make up lies,
I already have someone,
But this way itís more fun,
To have one on the side,
And go along for the ride,
I have no heart,
And havenít even from the start,
I love no one but me,
And show myself for everyone to see,
Iím a dirty little whore,
And you donít need to know any more.
Iím a ****, Iím a whore,
And you all know the score,
My innocence I have lost,
With no care about the cost,
I break my boyfriendís heart,
Everytime I start,
Getting it on with another guy,
Iíve made him feel like he wants to die,
But I donít really care,
Cuz the love he feels I donít share,
Iíll just keep using him again and again,
And if I ever stop, I wonít know till then.
Lol some of the words are repeated in both, but oh well
Gender: Male Location: Holding on tight, never lettin go!
Ouch. some experience with girls like that is why I have broken my fists a few times in youth... dont get like that now. I will just leave their slutty-ho-bag-scrog-anyone self at the club and drive home, like I did last time... haha cool stuff yo! Gotta get that dragon poem going !
Sent from heaven to raise some hell.
A burst of consciousness,
Dragged out of dreams,
Best immediately forgotten,
Dreams of her past,
When her whole entire life,
Was utterly pointless,
Incredibly, unbelievably worthless,
Her heart pounds,
At the terrible memories,
That just canít be erased.
Strong, reassuring arms,
Wrap around her tightly,
She sighs in relief,
Cuddling against him,
He who found her,
And made her whole again,
Who loved her undeniably,
And whom sheíd love forever.
He opens his eyes,
And holds her closer,
His cheek against her forehead,
Radiating his love,
A shield against the storm,
A barrier against her fear,
She lifts her head,
Kissing his smooth cheek,
Then his soft lips,
Breathing his familiar scent,
Drinking in his utter beauty.
His hand moved down,
To rest on her belly,
Not yet large and swollen,
With the child she carries,
His child, their baby,
A sibling for the child,
Already asleep in his bed,
In the room nearby,
The one not his real son,
But his in every other way,
So he may as well be.
She once had nothing,
Now she has everything,
And couldnít be happier,
Even if she tried,
A wonderful love,
A beautiful child,
Another on the way,
Many caring friends,
Sheís free of fear,
Free of pain,
Free of entrapment.