Dark Poetry #4 |
Not Real |
Amaya Junior Member
since 2007-01-23
Posts 10Mississippi |
Sometimes I feel I'm not real My heart is wounded and can't be healed I don't understand Who I am I'm so cold I'm so alone I want to cry I want to die I'm standing there in front of you And what do you do? You just walk right past me Like you didn't even see me There I stand As I see you walk hand in hand The tears are tumbling down Now I'm tumbling down Into nothing but empty clouds Where the pain isn't so loud Look what you've done My life is gone Can't you see What's happening to me I wish you were near Because I need you dear Here with me Because I feel As if I'm not real (A poem I wrote after my ex and I broke up.) Let me know when I'm finally apart of this group |
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unpredictable_mortal Junior Member
since 2007-01-27
Posts 10Malaysia |
Was he your first? |
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Amaya Junior Member
since 2007-01-23
Posts 10Mississippi |
He was my second love. And I loved him a lot. Then he decided, he that he loved my best friend. Let me know when I'm finally apart of this group |
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Idontmindyouundermyskin Junior Member
since 2007-01-29
Posts 32 |
Love is cruel, but we find out the most about ourselves in situations where we lose who we love. You will love again, and I'm sure it will be stronger. Just don't lose your friend over him. Friends should be held high in a society of infidelities Good write though, very emotion driven. |
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