I figured I'd post my poems that I've written over the years.
They're here for any opinion anybody wishes to give on them.
This first one was pretty much my first poem that I wrote. It's not too great but it's about 9/11...I think I might have written has something for English class too.
Fallin'
Some people say
How the mighty have fallen.
Well I saw it that dreadful day,
No one knew the heaviness of the heart I was haulin'.
The tallest twin I'd ever seen
Fell to pieces and I thought,
Who could be so mean?
And I knew a war would be fought.
We will still mourn
For the people from us
That were torn.
Now the soldiers board a helicopter or even a bus.
They tried to make us bend,
But we stood and still stand strong.
On troops we depend.
At the end, terrorists will know they are wrong.
The flames are hot,
But we can hear success callin'.
We will stand together and we are not,
Fallin'.
Love
Some people say love is trust,
Some respect,
And for some, even commitment.
I don't know for you what is true.
All I know is,
I love you!
So whatever you need,
You've got it.
Whatever you want to say,
I'm listening.
Whenever you're down,
I'll comfort you.
I'm all yours.
Just say the word,
I'll be there.
I'm this dedicated
For one reason,
Which I will say whenever you need me to --
I love you.
I Close My Eyes Written on 4/18/06
Ever since a little more than four years ago,
I started liking you,
I'd look over at you and smile.
Everytime I heard your name,
My heart would skip a beat.
I really wanted to know how you felt,
But I was too afraid to ask you,
Just too afraid to ask you...
So I just wait for the day that you'll approach me,
And tell me how you feel.
But I know that's too unreal.
So everytime a slow song comes on,
I think of you and either smile or cry.
And I just want to be alone,
I just want the world to go away.
All I want is you here with me.
I close my eyes and try to think,
I turn and I walk away.
I close my eyes and in just a blink,
You're here with me and that's all I need.
I close my eyes and reality vanishes...
Why? Not exactly done but I probably won't ever finish it.
Where has the connection gone?
Why don't you talk to me anymore?
What have I done wrong?
Maybe I should just walk out the door...
Why?
Why do I try?
Why?
Why do I do the things I do?
What do I do? Who do I talk to?
I just want to get close to you...
Survey Says... Not exactly finished either but I probably won't ever finish it.
What does my future hold?
Survey says...probably not what you want it to...
Will I ever find the truth?
Survey says...are you sure you want to know what is true?...
Will I ever know the feelings for sure?
Survey says...who knows? In time they may clearly show...
Will life ever be easy for me to understand?
Survey says...no...
Only You Written on 8/28/06 and this was about my first bf, but I've changed it over to my bf now
cuz it applies to him way more than it ever did with the other guy.
Only you
Can make me feel this way.
Only you
Are on my mind all day.
Only you
Can make my worries disappear.
Only you
Can stop my eyes from filling with tears.
Only you
Are the one I want to talk to for hours.
Only you
Are the one who can brighten my day, even when there are rain showers.
Only you
Can make me feel right.
Only you
Are the one I want to hold me tight.
And I love,
Only you.
That Girl Written on 10/4/06
All my life,
People have seen me as,
The girl who has everything.
The girl who gets anything she wants.
The girl with great parents.
The girl who is always smiling and laughing.
But I'm not,
That girl.
I don't have everything I want or need.
Yes, I get things I want,
But they're more like rewards.
My parents do give me what I need,
Along with some extra,
But they're just like other parents too.
And sure, I may be always smiling and laughing,
But did you ever consider that it may be fake?
My life isn't perfect.
I basically spend it,
Daydreaming about something better as I waste away.
Am I Pretty Enough Now? Written on 10/15/06 and it's not about me, so don't worry.
She's all alone again,
With bruises all over
And cuts on her wrists.
"Am I pretty enough now?"
Are the only words on her lips.
She sits in her room
All alone in the dark.
She can feel the pain
Of all her scars.
She wants all the pain
To go away.
But for her that day is just
Too far away.
So she swallows all the pills,
And then she waits.
Then everything turns black,
Everything fades.
She awakes in a hospital room
And everything is white.
Then she starts to cry
With all her might.
Then a boy visits her room
It's her ex.
The tears are still falling
As he sits on her bed.
He just looks at her.
Her hair is all a mess.
Her face is so pale.
She's bruised all over
And has scars on her wrists.
She looks so helpless.
He hates seeing her like this.
He reaches up,
Wiping tears from her cheeks.
She looks up at him,
She looks so sick.
And she asks him only one question,
"Am I pretty enough now?"
Your First Love Never Dies Written on 11/2/06 and this was me reminiscing on that first relationship,
but I realized later that I was never in love, just infatuated.
This teenage girl,
She sits and imagines
Romantic little scenarios
That bring him back to her.
The ones where he shows up,
Surprising her,
And he says,
"Baby, you know you're the only girl for me.
I would never,
Never choose another girl over you.
I told you,
I'd never stop loving you,
I meant it.
I told you,
I would change your name to mine if I could,
I meant that too.
I love you babe.
Always and forever."
And just by looking,
In his eyes,
She can tell that it's the truth.
That nothing can stop their love.
That, at first, she was vulnerable,
But now she's invincible with him.
And just by her looking in his eyes,
And saying, "I love you too"
And nothing more,
He knows she believes him.
Then they just stay in each other's arms,
And they know that it's true.
Your first love never dies.
And this teenage girl,
She falls asleep,
Peaceful and happy again.
At least until she awakes to reality.
But even then she believes,
And tells herself that,
Your first love never dies.
Sick And Tired Written on 11/29/06
I'm so sick and tired.
Sick and tired of being unhappy.
Sick and tired of being misunderstood.
Sick and tired of people thinking that my life is perfect.
Sick and tired of crying every day.
Sick and tired of having to fake a smile.
Sick and tired of dealing with people every day.
Sick and tired of being alone.
Sick and tired of pretending that everything's fine when it's not.
I'm just plain sick and tired.
Maybe Written on 9/26/07
The further I fly away,
The more I miss you,
And the more I wonder,
Do you miss me too?
Do you care when I'm gone,
Or do I not matter?
The kindness and teasing are always turned on,
But the true feelings seem to scatter.
I wonder if I'm just a friend,
Or if I'm really more.
I feel like I'll be guessing until the end,
Since the signals I'm getting seem to be at war.
I always wish that I just knew,
But it's not like a movie.
So I keep my feelings private, just like you,
Because even if I just think about telling you, I feel woozy.
Maybe one day I'll ignore my fears,
And ask how you feel,
But first I need to build up the strength to fight the possible tears,
That may come when I find out what's the deal.
I hope my friend is right,
And you do like me,
And my emotions can take flight,
So I'll be free.
Maybe one day I'll ask,
And I won't flee.
Maybe one day I'll ask,
Do you like me?
Josh Written on 1/12/08
You're the most amazing guy in the world,
You make me feel special.
Just hearing your voice,
Makes my heart skip a beat.
It's hard to express how much I love you,
I just lose the words I want to say.
You have such a big effect on me,
You don't even know.
I couldn't imagine life without you now,
You're the air that I breathe.
I will never let you go,
And you will never lose me.
I will always love you,
Forever and ever more.
My Heart Cries Out Written on 7/2/08
My heart cries out for you,
As I lie alone in my bed.
How I long for your touch,
Your gaze,
Your loving smile.
How I miss your kisses,
And how comfortable I was when I slept in your arms.
My days and nights are lonely without you here.
But I'm going through them just the same,
So I can finally see you again.
I can't wait until I can marry you and be with you forever.
But I have to for now,
Until we see each other again.
I love you, babe.
More than anything else in this world.
Forever and ever more.
Memorized Details Written on 8/5/08
As it got closer,
To the day I had to leave,
I found myself,
Trying to memorize everything about him.
The way he laughs,
The way he walks and talks,
How he makes me smile even when I don't want to,
How he always knows when something's bothering me.
And most importantly,
Every detail of his face.
The way he smiles,
The way he looks when he's thinking,
The way his eyes shine,
The way he makes a kissy face when he can't kiss me at the moment,
The way he can say 'I love you' just by looking at me,
And I can feel it in my heart.
Examining all the little details about him,
Just showed me that,
Even if it's the smallest thing,
It makes me love him even more.
I love everything about him.
Every.
Little.
Memorized.
Detail.
Realization and Reassurance Written on 3/7/09
I'm tired of this pain.
I'm tired of crying all the time.
I'm tired of seeing couples together when I can't be with my love.
I'm tired of being without the person I love most in my life.
I'm tired of being miserable when I should be happy.
But in the end,
When I think about everything I'm going through,
And I think about what awaits me in the future,
I realize that it's all worth it.
Because I know that when the right time comes,
Everything will be okay,
And I'll be with the man that I love.
And that's all that really matters,
And that's all I need to remember to feel reassured.
I will be with the love of my life,
No matter what.
Razorblade Heart Written on 3/10/09 and not about me.
She's got razorblades on her heart,
To stop people from getting too close.
She knows she'll just hurt them,
So prevention is the key.
She won't let anyone connect with her,
Or know her inside and out.
She just keeps to herself,
All alone in a sea full of people who could care.
She's got razorblades on her heart,
To stop people from getting too close.
She knows she'll just hurt them,
So prevention is the key.
But in the end,
She's the one who ends up hurt and alone.
so there they are for you all to view.
just go easy on me please.
I'm very sensitive about my poems.