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02-03-2007, 08:57 PM
I'm gonna post a bagillion of 'em! I've typed a lot of them up, so feast your eyes on the good, the bad, and the even worse...!
This one portrays some real feelings I actually had the day before I wrote this. I usually don’t write stuff about how I feel, but I wrote this at like two in the morning and in the dark…and I finished it at school the next day.
“Unprepared” written October 13th, 2006
I’m sitting here wondering when it’s going to stop
I’m staring at the floor with regret
I’m thinking of the world I lost
And memories I’ll slowly forget
I can’t do this today
Last night She broke down again
It was the first time She had truly cried
For the things She had back then
Sitting in the water
Trying to drown my tears
Trying to find something to stop it
Trying to confront my fears
I hate this place that I am at
I hate the things they do
But most of all, I hate the fact
That I can’t be with you
Tell me what my crime was
To deserve this pain
Tell me why I had to lose
The things that I had just gained
I hate myself for all of this
I hate myself for what I’ll do
Most importantly, though, is that
I hate myself for loving you
Since I left you behind
I’ve finally realized
When I needed you the most
You always stopped my cries
So tell me why we had to break
Tell me why you care
Explain to me the reasons why
I need you to be there
You’re like family to me
And family should know
That the worst thing ever is to
Tell them you have to go
I blame myself, and no one else
It was my choice to make
But I did not realize how much
One mistake could take
And now I’m trapped inside this world
Where nothing is ever right
Where everyone judges everyone else
I just wish I could see you tonight
I try to forget the pain
But from it I can’t run
And it always lingers with me
How much I miss everyone
Things get broken sometimes
Still we try to fix that which can’t be repaired
Things get us scared sometimes
Still we’re always caught unprepared
Dreams get shattered
You can’t pretend not to be scared
Even though you’ve thought things through
You’ll still always be caught unprepared
I’m so broken now
So afraid no one cared
Just wanted a moment of happiness
But I was unprepared
Is it any good? I just realized about 90% of my poems are way too long…!
I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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