I write alot.
I'm not that good.
Sorry.
I try.
I write about how I'm feeling.
Sometimes I'll be really happy but I just write a sad poem anyways.

Please?

I'm alone as usual.
Everybodys got somewhere to be
all except for me
please please set me free
I don't want to be alone anymore
I'm sick of this
you're the person that i miss
i miss your hug,i miss your kiss
please set me free
I've got nowhere to be
nobody misses me.

Broken?

Broken hearted lies and hate.
it all started that one first date
and the problem just got bigger
my love for you was growing stronger
and i wanted to be with you longer
while i sat there in your shadow in defeat
you were kissing some other girls feet
hoping to get what you wanted
blinded by love i didnt see
the lies that were right in front of me
i gave you my heart and i got it back broken and torn
and your words jabbing my back like a thorn
i thought the pain would last forever
i had never been so hurt,
so betrayed before
i was in shock from the lies
i couldnt even look into your eyes
without feeling hopeless and lost and hate
but then i meet the guy i knew i wanted to date
and he stole my heart and fixed it and kept it
now i realize you werent worth crying over
because ive found somebody new
and i love him.
♥

Roses

Every Single rose has thorns

thorns that have torn

the flesh and skin away

leaving only my body to decay

exposing wounds both old and new

and leaving my soul prey to you

words that have left me feeling alone

scraping at my flesh and bone

Love

I finally figured out what love is like

I figured it out late last night

I was having a nightmare

and a horrible creature was there

chasing me through this dream

In the shadows I thought I had seen

something moving in between

and out from the shadows you rose

and you walked over and kissed my hand

and there was peace in my dream land.

Goodbye Kiss

They found you dead

laying in your safe bed

nearly two days ago

we were going to get married

move in together

face the worst weather

hand in hand

so I lean over your casket

your face is pale and beautiful

your eyes have gone dull

as my last goodbye I whisper,

"You weren't supposed to die."