Stuff

Stuff

A Poem by Breathing So Quiet You'll Think I'm Dead.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Stuff
Current mood: crushed

How can i tell you how i feel about this?
I don't want to sound selfish,but i want you to know how you make me feel.
Everytime you light that Stuff and take a Puff
 Makes me wonder if your love for me is real...
You ask me if I'll get mad if you get high... and i tell you
"it's not my choice,it's not my life, do what you want i won't be mad...." but that's a lie.....
  You say"i love you"
I sigh and say it too....
I'm thinking"Why do you need that stuff?
Why can't you just be happy with what you got?
Don't you know that stuff does more than just make your teeth rot?
   I just love you so much and don't want you hurt..
But what you're doing is making things worse....
It's like i don't know you anymore, it's like you're gone
Everytime i think about you i wonder what went wrong.....?
Do you think before you roll that stuff?
Everytime you tell me you smoked  it, my heart sinks and
makes me want to die...
And even if i asked you to stop
How  can i believe you?
How do i know you won't lie?
Can i trust you?
Will you lie?
please don't be another reason why i cry!.....
I love to see you  happy,
I love  to see you smile,
You are the only thing that makes my life  worthwhile....
Please will you listen just this once..
I love you to death, i wish you were free...
if you read  this i hope you understand....
 I guess we'll just have to wait and see....

© 2008 Breathing So Quiet You'll Think I'm Dead.


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Breathing So Quiet You'll Think I'm Dead.
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