I can see death in my head as i lie asleep,
Someware, someone is dieing,
And the darkness starts to weep,
Worst day ever:
Woke up early (for no reason)
Lost my cell phone!
Went to mall with a girl that hates me
Got home
Parents fighting
Then they bring me into there fight
Thought of clayton and him moving
Cried
Still crying...................
Like
Like a river of blood,
Like the poisoned wind,
Like a razor-blade,
Cold against my skin,
Like a repeating thought,
Like the growing pain,
Like a joy unknown,
Hitting hard as a train,
Like a ocean of tears,
Like the cold-steel sky,
Like a frightened child,
Ready to die,
Like a mountain of hate,
Like the lonely mind,
Like a rock-hard hand,
Searching to find,
Like a weeping heart,
Like a dried-out eye,
Like a tortured sole,
Screaming to die......
So very very alone.............
This is a poem that i wrote after clayton dumped me.......i dont hate him at all anymore, but i
did then..........I don't know why i feel like putting it in here
now.........i guess its just because its the only poem i have about
him........and i just feel like i need to put it in here.
Black rose
A black rose grows in my garden,
In memory of you,
When you met and loved me.
You broke my heart in two,
The smiles that i smiled for you,
Have turned to gloom,
And everyone notices,
When i walk into a room,
The joy was apparent.
The laughter superb,
The peace was astounding,
Without uttering a word,
Then my world sadly crumbled,
And now it lies in heaps,
And no one seems to rescue me,
I lie helpless at your feet,
You helped me and you kissed me,
You gave me tender moments,
But the pieces you left behind,
Were not what i need,
I thought you really wanted me,
And i thought we agreed,
I need someone that us constant,
Whose love is real and true,
And until my heart was broken,
I thought that one was you.
I only like Clayton as a friend
now. I still love him though..but only as a friend. It took me like two
weeks for me to stop hating him after he dumped me. lol. I REALLY honestly DO NOT know how i will live without him. It REALLY
scares me sometimes because im afraid of what i might do on his last day
to coup with the loss. Some-nights i am afraid i wont be able to take it
on his last day, and ill snap, to the EXTREME
if any of you know what i mean. I really think i might snap, and do
something that i have been trying for the last couple months not to
do again. I don't want to go back to ware i started at...alone,
depressed and suicidal..........Its scars me to think that Clayton
moving might bring me back to that place....i dont want to .... but i
cant help it..........................
I am not afraid to die...