Poetry

poem removed cos it sucks.

I see your eyes they keep me strong
i see myself falling though the love has gone
i think it is time for my flame to die
i hear your voice and it makes me cry.


I hear my heart breaking all over again
i think will this torture ever end and when?

I touch your cheek and you disppear
i touch your ghost though you are never here
i believe I am lost forever in a love that's no more,
destined to an eternity of hurt to the core

And another (for angel)

i see you in the golden sun
i see you in the rain
i think of you wherever I am
i hear my heart break all over again

i hear the sound of angels singing
i think you're with them too
i touch your soft hair in my dreams
i touch my heart, it beats for you

i believe you were too good for this world,
and .God needed help from you
and one day we will all meet again
so I can say how much I love you

Aw thanks hun

Aww beckster your poems are really good, the one for angel makes me sad, it was good!

I see the way you look at me when you think i'm not watching
i see how you turn from me when I am
i think, "how could this have happened to us?"
i hear the truth in your voice
i hear my soul cry
i think that I still love you
i touch you and you tense away
i touch you but you don't want me to
i believe we've come to the beginning of our end

Aw k

It's all good, terra. the end of one thing is always the beginning of something else.

I see love and hate, in the same room.
I see groups of people, each one keeping to itself.
I think that this isn't the way things should be.
I hear gossip being spread and rumors being created.
I hear the striking silence of no one doing anything to stop it.
I think that I may have lost faith in humanity.
I touch her shoulder, to see if she's okay.
I touch her soul, and despite what she says, I know that she isn't.
I believe that things change and people change, but not for the better, because the only thing we'll ever care about is self preservation.

True kay be strong, we're here for you!

And tdr that was good too! All of these are sad lol I need to make a happy one! I suck at poetry tho lol

I think this is somewhat happier, .Terra.

I see everyone file into the room, finding their friends and taking a seat.
I see our director take the mic, and shuffle through papers to begin his speech.
I think that this is it, we're in the home stretch.
I hear our director starting his speech, losing his place, and cracking a joke.
I hear the familiar laughter of my fellow band members, and the familiar giggling silence that follows.
I think that this has the potential to be incredibly boring, or incredibly interesting, or maybe somewhere in between.
I touch the fake wooden arm rest, and pick at the seat number that's once again falling off.
I touch my friend's leg, since she keeps kicking me, albeit she doesn't mean to.
I believe that we're going to .Spain, and we'll have the time of our lives.

Lol that sounds like something that must have really happened :p but that is happier haha I wanna go to spain