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PoeticGoddessOfDepression Member
since 2002-07-02
Posts 439I am everywhere |
(this is really long.. well, kinda.I posted this for Allison, because she said she was wanting to read it, so Here you go! FEAST!) Don't go... You kiss all over your girlfriend. I expect this as a hoax. She begins to cry. I just think... I wonder why. But now I know. My eyes begin to water. My heart-my mind break down. I try to block reality, while my face is shoved to the ground. Don't go... Crying heads on my shoulders. But I'm the one to buck. "Fine, when you die, it won't be my fault." I say in pure anxiety. You just ignore my words. Kiss up on your girlfriend again. eyeliner running, dampened hair from this light rain, I know now, that you love her. And you and I will never be the same. A little hint of jealousy... but tonight is about you, not me. I just sit back -- watching As all the men I've come to know, slowly drift away. All the girls are crying, I fill, inside, I'm dying- I won't cry.… I won't cry. --- "I want this to be all right. but someone's gonna die tonight" --- Will you change your mind, if I send a tear for you tonight? Will you still go, IF i knew that you would die tonight? Will you listen, If I confessed my love tonight? Forgotten. You never listened to my words. I expect you to come back okay, just as you were. But I couldn't have been any more incorrect. I never saw you again. All the while, I was pretending this was fake. But everyday, just staring at your empty seat… wondering if I was holding fault. come back... and i would be relieved. But when it hit me, my eyes began to water. my heart-my mind broke down. I tried to block out what was lying in front of me. I couldn't make a sound. Silently tears rolled from my eyes, inside me rolled a great despise. You should have listened... I'd rather have you chicken out, than end up dead. This can't be my fault. I see her at school.. eyeliner running, hair dampened by her tears. I know she loved you. --- "I feel horrible... I feel... This is all fault." --- Would you have changed your mind, If I had shed a tear for you that night? Would you still have gone, if I'd know you'd die that night? Can you hear me, when I say I love you each night? It's been only a couple of days, and I'm dying from inside. But I'm sure this is what forever feels like. Not a picture.. nothing. Nothing's left of you for me. Well.. nothing other than the blood poured on the concrete. But nothing can plague me to see that. You should have listened… I shouldn't feel this. I couldn't control you, and you couldn't see the obvious. Look where you've put us all. Take me with you. "things have changed youve become a complication cant make it through another days humiliation im not afraid of tomorrow im only scared of myself" [This message has been edited by PoeticGoddessOfDepression (10-07-2002 08:17 PM).] |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
We live, we grieve, and we get through, but we all lack the consistency to remove the scars inside. this is an excellent show of emotion, a truly heartfelt piece... you should be proud!!!  Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
This is a great poem, on it's own: "Don't go... Crying heads on my shoulders. But I'm the one to buck. "Fine, when you die, it won't be my fault." I say in pure anxiety. You just ignore my words. Kiss up on your girlfriend again. eyeliner running, dampened hair from this light rain, I know now, that you love her. And you and I will never be the same. A little hint of jealousy... but tonight is about you, not me. I just sit back -- watching As all the men I've come to know, slowly drift away. All the girls are crying, I fill, inside, I'm dying- I won't cry.… I won't cry." ______________________________ So is this: "Forgotten. You never listened to my words. I expect you to come back okay, just as you were. But I couldn't have been any more incorrect. I never saw you again. All the while, I was pretending this was fake. But everyday, just staring at your empty seat… wondering if I was holding fault." ___________________________________ Still another: "It's been only a couple of days, and I'm dying from inside. But I'm sure this is what forever feels like. Not a picture.. nothing. Nothing's left of you for me. Well.. nothing other than the blood poured on the concrete. But nothing can plague me to see that. You should have listened… I shouldn't feel this. I couldn't control you, and you couldn't see the obvious. Look where you've put us all. Take me with you." ____________________________________ Very good, Sara. Ed |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Sara! This was awesome! I love the feeling of this piece, the wet eyeliner running, the rain just beyond the poem's frame ... Beautiful! As a moderator, I'll tell y' one thing. PIP gets really antsy about asteriks. Make up a name and stick it in there. You and Allison will always know who it's REALLY about.  |
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devinechild22 Senior Member
since 2002-08-28
Posts 571 |
Me and u know what it`s about! You know how we be. lol This poem captured the pure fearful essence of that night. And then the result...altho it may not be the real oneit does give the story a sort f real freakish twist...Brilliant! |
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GGF New Member
since 2002-08-08
Posts 2Tennesee USA |
i loved this one sara. i love u gurl! ur a great poet!! BAilee |
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