~sickly in love with sucide~

[stephofthenight]

untitled(grim weeper maybe?)


i stare at you across the room
words of hate lay unspoken on your lips
you stare back at me as if im doomed
just a smile would have me doing flips

yet you just stand there with a drowning look
every girl is dying for a chance with you
there hearts there souls there breath you took
and there is nothing they can do

death is on your fingertips
they can see but not understand
silently day old blood drips
But without you, life seems bland

your trying to caution them to stay away
but they just wont listen to your warnings
to them its a trick for you to ecape in some way
and leave them as souless empty beings

[stephofthenight]

...the waves are my soul...


the lake is calm and steady

but as i sit here and watch it wiht you

i feel so weak and unready

in one gental moment

i am swept up in your embrace

in a single second

were i was once strong i am made weak

in a blink of an eye you are gone

faded thru the air

i still stand here being held by air

as i can never except its over

the times we shared

the sunsets watched

all the times i thout you cared

it apperas it was all a lie

you left me here

and i still wait

for i fear

you will never return

so i wait here

the waves as my soul

waiting for you

dying with out you

waves as my soul

as i walk the shore

daylight slowly fades away

it has been yet another night

you are gone tis for sure

ive sat here

fot over a year

your not coming back

and that is a heartbraking fact

ill love you forever

as the waves of my soul

there is a peice of me

in every lake river and ocean

open your eyes along wiht you heart

i havent gone far

im here still

waiting for your return

as the sea dies so do i

the waves as my soul

i say goodbye

[stephofthenight]

...untitled...

if there was a day

i didnt think of here

it would be one single day

that was yet not filled with pain

a day i didnt cry

a day i didnt want to die a single day

that i didnt think of her

a day not spent

moping around

i dont want to see her eyes again

i know this time they will be filled with tears

i know i caused them

and mine alike

are red and dry

but they come not from my eyes

but from the deep cuts

[stephofthenight]

...a boy who is no longer...

Why are we like this?
Why do we feel this way?
Why do we want to die?
Why do Friendships fray?

Why are people upset?
Why do they feel so bad?
Why are people so mean?
Why do they make people sad?

Why do we cut ourselves?
Why do we lie?
Why do we close the door?
Why do we always cry?

Why do we get abandoned?
Why are we left alone?
Why are we by ourselves?
Why are we built like clones?

Why are we so scared?
Why are we deprived?
Why are we hacked out on?
Why do we survive?

Why do we scream?
Why do we shout?
Why do we self inflict?
Why do we pull out?

Why are we subdued?
To misery and pain?
Why do we feel Suicidal?
When we have nothing left to gain?

So here was a poem
Made and told how is
A story of a Boy who hated his life
And no longer exists

[stephofthenight]

ts crazy how you got me here thinking about you
its crazy how all of asudden i feel a feeling that is true
its crazy how its been months and your still on my mind
its crazy how my friends tell me im just wasting me time
its crazy how im with him but i wish i was with you
its crazy how im happy but at the some time im blue
its crazy how we meet on that amazing day
its crazy how at first i didnt want you but now your touch is a must
its crazy how i think of you but you dont even think of me
its crazy how its impossible for both of us to be.

[stephofthenight]

...yep no title here either...

why do i love her

when all she does is throw me around like some stupid toy

doesnt she understand

that shes everything to me and i dont care about any stupid boy

all i want is to be the one who holds her hand

to hold her close and whipe away her tears

she need not worrie aout being hurt

with a single moment ill take away her fears

but she doesnt understand the amount of pain

that she puts me throu in a single day

becuase to her its all a game

she just throws my love away

[ampoule]

untitled(grim weeper maybe?)


i stare at you across the room
words of hate lay unspoken on your lips
you stare back at me as if im doomed
just a smile would have me doing flips

yet you just stand there with a drowning look
every girl is dying for a chance with you
there hearts there souls there breath you took
and there is nothing they can do

death is on your fingertips
they can see but not understand
silently day old blood drips
But without you, life seems bland

your trying to caution them to stay away
but they just wont listen to your warnings
to them its a trick for you to ecape in some way
and leave them as souless empty beings

I am very sorry to say that I get this, unless you have some hidden meaning or text that I am not familiar with. I love this. Did you write it in a hurry?

[stephofthenight]

...i realy need to work on the titles...b


he is my heart

he is my soul

i love him

he makes me whole

he says im beautifull

and he was my life'

i would die for him

stab my heart with a knife

and its the pain

i learned from his departure

the broken heart

the tears to cry

the times i say i wish to die

all the nights

all the sunsets

all the hugs

and all the kisses

all adds up

to just one thing

all the pain

because he cheated

[stephofthenight]

I am very sorry to say that I get this, unless you have some hidden meaning or text that I am not familiar with. I love this. Did you write it in a hurry?

yeah i actualy wrote it 3min ago, thank you im glad u like it...and not realy any hiddent meaning just that allowing yourself to fall in love gets u hurt or killed thats why i used the grim reeper to symbollized the man every girl wanted...

[Pendragon]

These poems remind me of my Echoes From the Edge series. Poems of Pain, born of rejection and betrayal, given voice because one must express what one feels inside. I think "Grim Weeper" would be a good title for the first one, yes. There is an old song by Golbert O'Sullivan that the others remind me of titled: "Alone Again (Naturally)". Some variation on that theme might make a good title. Don't worry if your poetry is dark right now. Poetry is written emotion.

Pen

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[stephofthenight]

thank you, i think ill keep the title grim weeper, it does kinda fit. im cluless on the other ones. *sigh* just one more thing to add to my evergrowing to-do list.
steph

[Debrasue]

sorry..double post...

[stephofthenight]

is it possible
for us to love
to defete all odds
and come together as one

your words linger in the air
the words i love you linger on my lips,
silently unspoken
tears stain my cheeks, my heart so full its broken

3 hours away
is that realy all that is
if i begged and pleaded would you stay
he said he loved me and that i was his,

how is it that three little words
spoken from his loving lips
can turn around my world
and make my heart do flips?

the answer is so beautifuly complicated
a four letter word named love

~sickly in love with sucide~

[stephofthenight]

broken hearts laid to rest
dreams and love put thru test
two very simple teens
a boy and a girl with dreams

his mother hates her
her mother hates him
they just want to be together
but there parents hinder them

she wished on a falling star
he just prays and holds her
they both know what's coming when there parents are home from the bar
they'll yell and scream, and hell be forbidden to see her

how can such a beautiful bare emotion such as love be bound
how can a free heart from one soul to another be chained
how is it that those two aren't allowed the love they found
how there happiness was drained

did there parents just not see
that beneath that childish smile
there was more then they could see, that there was something they could be
the children could love but the parents to vile

he loved everything about her
she loved everything about him
he ended everything just to fulfill the promise he made her
"if I cant have your love I don't want to live"

the flame still burns dimly over time
for the love they could have known
but the parents made up there mind
so his future and hers where blown

[stephofthenight]

thanks to everyone who is reading my work i realy thank you.
stephanie