I wrote you a poem
one to show you the way i feel
and how i love the way you smile
and how i would kill if it ment your happyness
...
You hugged me as if i was dieing;
Even though i was just crying;
Those tears i cryed felt almost like glass
As they shattered all over the grass
...
The shadows creep around me
As I lay awake
I hear their voices call my name
Are they just fake?
...
I guess you could say the poems I write are usualy sad only because I am sad. I never set out to be a writer but it just came to be. I'm currently working on a book which is weird because I am only 14.)
A Poem Conversation
I wrote you a poem
one to show you the way i feel
and how i love the way you smile
and how i would kill if it ment your happyness
and how my heart would fade if i saw you cry
You wrote me a poem
to tell me why
you can not love my lifeless eyes
or the way i say
I wish i would die
You told me that if i could change
you would gladly state that you love me
But i wrote you a poem
with dissapointment and shame
telling you that i cannot change
and that i would feel
day after day
those feelings of shame
the ones that will rott my soul and tourment my heart
I told you in the poem i want you to forget
that im even a person and not to regret
sending me into spiraling depression
You wrote me a poem back telling me that you can not forget
and that you will regret
I wrote you a poem
but i threw it away
because the pain was to great
to even feel shame