Teen Poetry #3 |
Heart Broken |
kimmy Member
since 2000-07-31
Posts 98 |
Your in my dreams, Your face is in my tears, Your name is engraved, On all my thoughts and fears, Memories of happy days, Experiences with you, Dates and nights spent, Staying beside you, Your arms held protection, Care for all I did, Worried about my problems, And emotions that I hid, Your strength held me together, Last words tore me apart, How do I forget about you, When you ripped open my heart, Everything I try to do, Brings you into my head, You made a lasting impression, From things you always said, No one can make me that joyful, No one can care that great, What did I ever do, To make you feel this much hate, I'm sorry for what I've done, And even after the hell you caused, The hurt I feel is still there, But you can't even pause, I act as if I feel nothing, When all I feel is pain, Although it could happen again, And there is nothing else to gain, I can't help but want you back, For everything I feel is you, I know it will never happen, But I don't know what to do, I tried to move on to new things, You completely moved on too, I need you in my life, For my heart and thoughts are always of you. |
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Child of the Stars
since 2000-09-07
Posts 1658Ann Arbor, MI |
This was a really great poem. I loved the way you expressed how you feel. Terrific job. ~Carly |
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Lakewalker Member Elite
since 2000-08-05
Posts 3289On the streets w/ people |
You did such a great job of telling your feelings here, this poem is great! "Disagreements stimulate thought, thought stimulates action, and action stimulates life." --Lakewalker http://www.thehungersite.com |
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xShUgArHiGhx
since 2000-09-26
Posts 3150tRyIn tO fIt iN2 mY oWn ShoEs |
I completely understand how after all he's done you still would want him back...i mean its wrong but you cant help how you feel ya know?? i hope things work out well for you in the end..i really do...good poem |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Good poem. I like the rhyme and how everything flowed. Anyway, good luck with the dude! I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. I hate your socks. I'd like to burn them! |
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