Is This Just A Hoax?

Is this all a hoax?
Am I a plaything to pass your time?

Am I just a joke?
Something to amuse you day or night?

Are my confessions meaningful?
Or is it something you take lightly?

Are my feelings really mutual?
Do you truly care, or think of me nightly?

Or is it all just a game, a trifling thing, one that lasts only briefly...?

Or is it all just for fun, for you,
my feelings...

Forbidden, as they may be,
Keeping you amused,
Revel in the taboo words spoken,
In the end, one of us abused.

Heart breaking, tears falling,
Lungs feeling like they've collapsed.
These forbidden, deep feelings;
Entrenched...
Drowning in its depths.

I truly love you,
Though you're out of my reach.
Think of you as mine,
Lovely and true,
Eyes brightly shine...

However, you belong to him.
So for now, I'll stay distant.
For now, I'll be patient.
For now, I'll be a friend.

Drowning in Misery

Swimming in a pool
of sorrow, pain and grief.
Trying to stay afloat
Amidst the toiling, angry sea.

Writhing, squirming...
No longer free.
Struggle against the chains
Which bind and sheath...

Futile, it seems;
Your're trapped. Angry,
Seething.

Foaming at the mouth,
Unable to speak.
Your mind, a spinning mess.
Drowning in misery.

Nobody listens, nobody can see
All the dormant memories.
They can't hear the past,
the words spoken to me.

All the pain, sorrow, grief...
Passed down to me.
Engulfing me.
Ending me.
Ever....so slowly.

Her Words

WARNING: Mature content dealing with relationship infidelity and insecurity along with depressed thoughts.

It was long ago,
When the love was there,
Now four years have passed,
And it's barely a glimmer.

Day after day,
I see his eyes glow,
Many fleeting emotions,
Shine deep in his soul.

He stares blankly at me,
Doesn't know what to say...
How could he? We're dull-
Doomed to wither away.

I look down at my hands,
But my eyes no longer see,
What lies before me, no...
I see only what must be.

My whole body shakes.
I know I must stand.
My knees wobble,
My mouth tastes bland...

I look him in the eye,
I know what's at stake.
My mouth forms the words...
"My life, you must take."

....To be Continued.

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This poem just came to me, inspired by many things I read about relationships gone wrong and the woman feeling she can no longer live...I feel it's wrong but it is a depressing issue.

Izzabels Poem

Isolated, dark, empty void -
Is all I know.
Only the voices, my friends,
Help me see.
Nobody knows; they can't!
This secret is mine...
To keep.

It's who I am, this curse -
I know what you think.
I can see it all - you can't hide from me!
"She's a freak,"
"She's a loner,"
I hear it all.

But I can't change -
I wish I could.
I can't escape my destiny.
It's who I'm meant to be.

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This poem is written by my main character for my new story, Izzabel. She has the abilities of telepathy, clairvoyance, and spiritual communication.
I am planning to write this story later on when the time permits. Enjoy~

Hunting the Meal

Creeping through the night,
Peeking through the cracks...
Straying down many paths,
Not a soul in sight.

Lurking in the shadows,
Craving a tasty bite...
Hunger at it's full might!
Nothing good shall follow...

There it is!
My hunger grows,
The wind blows,
I know the scent is his.

I follow my meal,
Down roads amiss...
While knowing this:
This ones a steal!