poems

these poems are also on myspace :p

 

Quietness....

I wait for you to call...
i wait for the song to play but not to end....
 to hear your voice...
but nothing happends just Quietness  
still know song know endding or voice...
just Quietness  

 

till i'm next to u....

i'm tired but i don't to sleep...
i'm sad but i don't wanna cry...
i'm cold but don't want to be warmed... 
till i'm next to u...

 

when i was in his arms...
i hoped it would last fovever...
that he would never let go...
his body keeping me warm...
when he let go of me...
i felt vulnerable...
like i coudn't breath...
like my hart stoped beating...
i was cold with  nothing there to keep me warm

 

my hart beats a thousand times a second
hopeing you don't hear it...
my cheeks trun red...
hopeing u don't notice.
i stumble on my words...
hoping u don't notice....

he's got dark brown hair...
and Beautiful hazel eyes...                      
a awsome blue jacket...
really cool shoes....
and from what i think a big hart...
his names brandon.....
 
the pain i can see in his eyes somtimes makes me wanna cry with him....

 

once again i'm in my room at 12:00
with black stains leaking down my face...
1 2 3 more red spots along my arm...
2 more tears along my face
5 more vociemails from my dad...
 
dad you the reseason for this pain i go threw
 

why should i hold on so tight
knowing your gonning to brake my hart...
knowing the pain i will feel...
the tears that will fall...
but now all that matters is that i'm happy now standing next to you...... 

 

my life is a sad song that no one understands
its not a fairytail nor a land full of butterflys
it feels like i'm in a dark room with nothing to hold on to..
waiting for my death...
but life is to short to sit here anymore

 

i'm sick of Pretending that i'm happy when i no i'm not...
i'm sick of pertending the scares on my arm aren't there...
i'm sick of pertending that i'm going home to my family when i going home to  cold and quite house..
i tired of pertending my dads not a drunk...
i'm tired of crying alone in my room at night
i'm sick of quite dinners...
idk what to do anymore...
 

watching you leave as i  have a  flash back
 of when you held me threw the night till the sun lit my eyes.
now watching u walk away my hart crumbles my eyes flood
 as i fall to the ground..
begging for u to hold me in your arms all night...
waitting for you to pick up my face, and tell me u love me..
once more i scream your name....in to the dark cold night
when i open my eyes....u r all i see holdding my threw the night till the sun lights my eyes....

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Victoria Harlequin]

i'm sorry to say this lauren....but i don't like this at all.
i know the "message" you are trying to get across, but there are plenty of lies in here.
for one - it seems as if you are forcing yourself to put all these emotions into your writing just to make it
seem ... i don't know, like you need pity?
stop doing what you are doing, grow up a little bit, and please just maybe think about what you are doing
to the other people that care about you.