My first poem.

[Xleena]

Just needed to get this off my chest, it probably won't be a particular poem or such.

How can you look at me,
with those glazed eyes,
that you use when you look down the end of a bottle,
and continue to tell me those lies?

How can you smile at me,
with that same crooked smile,
that you use to get your fix
and continue to tell me those lies?

How can you try to talk,
with the same voice you use,
when you ask for another, and another and another,
and continue to tell me those lies?

How can you say 'i'm getting so much better!'
with that happy voice you use
when you talk to your counsellor
and still continue to lie to me too?

You act like you're fine,
you act like everything's okay,
when you're a sad, stupid woman,
who keeps telling me those lies.

I don't think you know how sad you make me,
when you talk with such denial,
and lie to me.
All the time.

[Dr. Strange]

awe... :'( Very beautiful, Xleena.

[Xleena]

 Thank you, it was from the heart

[Dr. Strange]

'T is easy to see. I'm sorry for your pain.

[Xleena]

Thank you for being so kind  =]
Sometimes when you are wounded, you have to channel it into something constructive, right?

[Dr. Strange]

Of course. THings can only look up when you channel it but you cannot see it from where you stand.

[.: ♥ Kiniia ♥ :.]

Very good poem, I enjoyed reading it, and could tell it was from the heart straight away

[Kindran Ornitier]

That was amazing Xleena! I just wanna give you a hug!

[Xleena]

Thankyou everyone, you don't know how much your compliments mean to me

[Dr. Strange]

We are always here for you, always.