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Sharp Pain

It happened all so fast…
Sharp, piercing pain
I can’t believe I started in the past
Feels like the stinging of rain.

Two years ago, that’s it
That’s when it started
I don’t know why I started it
But I know it wasn’t good.

It was April
Bad grades, tests failed
Losing friends, grandmother’s ill
And midterms being mailed.

I went to lunch, but didn’t eat
Just talked with friends
Laughed a little, but my eyes wouldn’t meet
Just sat there, talking with friends.

Finally lunch ended in strife
I got up, but hid something
It was a knife, yes that knife
And I knew what it would bring.
Home at last, I sit in my room
Blinds closed, door locked
Crying, crying with doom
Everything seemed so blocked.

I pulled the knife from my purse
Thinking of how much pain I’ve been
I began to curse
And lowered it to my skin.

The blade touched my waiting arm
I had never done this before
Didn’t know how much harm
So I wasn’t 100% sure.

As it slid across my skin
I felt the teeth sink in
Cutting, cutting, cutting away
Tearing the skin on my arm.

After I was done, I felt good
Relieved of everything
All the stress in my mind
Gone, just one swipe of the knife.

I continued
But then I stopped
Everything was alright
Until one year later.

It happened after my boyfriend broke up with me
I felt helpless
It didn’t happen right away
But it happened.

I was in the girls’ bathroom
I felt like crap
No knife, nothing sharp
Only paper, pens, and my nails

I dug my nail into my skin
Once again I felt that good feeling
Like you’ve made a victory
Only, in the form of pain.

After that I stopped again
Everything alright
But now it’s coming again
That same bad feeling.

Now I have dozens of cuts
All down my left arm
They will turn to scars
And I’ll be haunted by them forever.

Missing

Please, please forgive me,
But I won’t be home again.
Maybe someday you’ll have woke up,
And, barely conscious, you’ll say to no one:
"isn’t something missing? "

You won’t cry for my absence, I know -
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant...?
Am I so insignificant...?
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me?

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Even though I’d be sacrificed,
You won’t try for me, not now.
Though I’d die to know you love me,
I’m all alone.
Isn’t someone missing me?

Please, please forgive me,
But I won’t be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
Shudder deep and cry out:
"isn’t something missing?
Isn’t someone missing me? "

[chorus]

And if I bleed, I’ll bleed,
Knowing you don’t care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
And wake without you there,
Isn’t something missing?
Isn’t something...

[chorus]

Sadness

Rolling waves, crashing against the shore
A woman stands on the shore, crying
For she lost someone she had loved
She loved him so, not denying.

Their relationship was like the tide
Had its highs and lows
Both had nothing to hide
Every emotion to show.

Standing there and staring out at sea
She thought of her dear friend
Fighting cancer like a bee
Finding nectar for his hive.

They were to be married that fall
All plans made out
Their love sturdy as a wall
But God had to take a shout.

Sitting alone, drinking something
Always an alcoholic
He promised he’d stop
But broke that promise like a clock.

He fought the cancer strong and true
But that’s not why he died
Her soon-to-be husband died from the alcohol
He died from D.U.I.

Friday night, he had too much to drink
He thought he needed to drive
Getting in the car, didn’t even think
Thought he would survive.

His car spun out of control
He was so drunk
The police man who was on patrol
Sped over to get him.

The police man arrived, but too late
The man’s car was around the bend
The officer called for backup
But the man was already dead.

He died at midnight, Friday night
They called the girl
It was quite a sight
Seeing her fiancée dead on the road.

The woman stands on the shore
Wondering why God did this
Take something from her core
Someone she’ll miss.

She sank to the ground and cried
Cried until the tide came up
Right then and there she died
Just so she could be with her fiancée.

Innocence

Hearts beat, too fast
They look at each other
Each had known each other in the past
But nothing special.

She looked at him, he looked at her
Into each other’s eyes
All you could hear was a murmur
Of both of their hearts, beating as one.

They’re both thinking of who will speak
Blankly stareing, eyes saying everything
Finally, the girl speaks, saying,
“What are you thinking?”

The boy’s surprised
Not knowing what to say
He knew his feelings for her
But wasn’t ready to say it that day.

The girl waited, quiet and patient
And he took advantage of that
Praying to God to help him
He looked down, and he sat.

“Well, I like you,” he told her
“More than a friend.”
The girl started to murmur
Praying that it was pretend.

But it wasn’t, wasn’t a dream
It was real, real as herself
Tears ran down her face like a stream
But wiped them away, being secretive.

“I like you too,” she told him
Still looking down
“My feelings were so strong
I just wanted to drown.”

Once again, they looked at each other
He looking at her, she at him
What was thought to be nothing special
Turned out to be something more.

They both got up, still looking
And they grasped each other’s hands, not missing at the least
Leaning in closer, closer, eyes closing
And the two kissed.

Years later, two people sit
On that same front door step
Children playing, children laughing
Some neat and tidy, some unkempt.

The two people look into each other’s eyes
Feeling that chemistry years ago
The little girl and little boy
Thanking God for bringing them together.

And this poem reminds me of gothic19 and her gf...You two are the best! ^_^

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I remember when I was young,
How you held me in your loving arms.
I used to call you funny names,
You used to call me “baby”.

Even though, I only knew you for a few short years,
I thought they were the best years of my life.
But that one day, oh that one day,
I will never forget it.

I came home that warm, autumn day,
I didn’t see you outside.
So I thought you were taking a nap,
But I went inside, and saw you.

You were sitting in our favorite chair,
You looked horrible.
I called and called, told you to wake up,
But you looked like you didn’t have a soul.

Grandmother called my mom and 911,
They pronounced you dead.
I was devastated, so crushed you were gone,
I did not want a tear to shed.

We had your funeral where you born,
West Virginia, that’s where it was.
I had to miss a day of school,
But I didn’t care, I wanted to be there, with you.

Now, nine years later,
I still miss you.
I won’t become a hater,
Love is infinite, and so is my care.