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  • February 24, 2008
  • flynnke13
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  • “My Shade” No matter how many times I walk away You always come back to suck the life out of me Like the vampire on a person And the sun on an icicle I need to find my garlic, my shade To protect me from you From your poisonous venom, your harmful rays Every time I look you in the eyes I fall into your trap again I scratch at the surface Trying to escape I need to find my garlic My shade I need to get away from you or you will be the death of me “WE WILL NEVER BE AGAIN” THERES TOO MANY QUESTIONS BUZZING AROUND MY HEAD I CANT CONCENTRATE I KEEP THINKING OF U AND ALL THAT WE COULD HAVE BEEN BUT I KNOW ALL THE ANSWERS TO THE QUESTIONS AND THE ANSWER IS WE WILL NEVER BE WHAT WE ONCE WERE NO MATTER HOW HARD WE TRY WE WILL NEVE RHAVE WHAT WE ONCE HAD WE WILL NEVER BE THE YOU AND ME THAT WE ONCE WERE WE WILL NEVER BE AGAIN “The mask of happiness” She hides behind the mask of happiness Always acting like the one she wishes she was Never acting like the one she actually is If only they knew the turmoil she lives with The pain and sorrow that run through her blood Things could get better And she would no longer have to hide She told them of the turmoil She thought that would make it better It just created storms Storms of hatred cries She’s stuck in this storm crying for help Oh, If only she could back to hiding Back to behind that mask of happiness Where no one knew of the turmoil She could go on living with a false sense of happiness She could go on living with everyone thinking she was all right She could go on living with everyone believing the lies That was then, before all of the storms started Now she has to live with the truth The truth that she is dying The pain and sorrow have poisoned her blood And they are now poisoning her brain They make her believe everyone hates her Everything is going to only get worse When in reality everyone loves her And it’s all getting better But by the time she realizes this Her time will be up “Shattered dreams” She had so much she wanted to do Dreams to accomplish But now her dreams lay broken on the ground Smashed by her one true love And as she crawls around trying to pick up the pieces And put them back together they way they were You sit there yelling at her Saying that it doesn’t matter. Saying you wont every accomplish anything And when the pieces are picked up And put back together She laughs at the shock she caused you Because she knew she would pick them up And as she picked up the last piece She walked out the door