Poetry Pages

well that's life everything about it has to be hard...so ne ways asl? i would add u to my msn or something but i am never on it..but i do check my email every day...hit me up some time...never2_late@hotmail.com....i'm currently working on another poem but this one entitled with the name of the guy t...

i know not all guys are like him..but that is also what he said and then he turned out to be like that ne ways.. i could care less about love and relationships i have come to the conclusion that i am going to die alone and unloved..but i don't really care....and yes We're over, do you feel sad?:( If...

wow thank u..this is the first time i have gotten this much attention for one of my poems..it's really flattering

thank u...it doesn't have a name i don't think i will be giving it one....it's just feelings i was writing when i was having a bad day...but that is what most of my poems are ne ways so i guess it does not really matter....and slipknot is so awesome!

The pain I feel for you, is still so great, Days always consumed by love and hate. My dreams are forever haunted with your face, I wish I could wipe you from my mind, and leave no trace. Life has never been the same, since you randomly jumped in, But I hide all my true feelings, never giving you the...

Those words you repeated over and over to me, Love made me so blind that I could not see. But you were just like everyone else, turning your back, Like every other guy, just trying to get me in the sack. The smoothness of your words, so seductive, And the word "us" was just to addictive. How could I...

The taste in my mouth is sour, could this be my darkest hour? I'm not going to wimp out, I'll show you what life is all about! Thoughts of suicide, that is no longer inside, Here is my protest, I'm gonna live life to the fullest! Stepping out of the dark, I will leave a mark! My unhappy thoughts wil...

i really liked it, it just sums up so many feelings and thoughts in less words i suppose lol....i suppose that is like the love cycle because i know not exactly but very close to what you are going through...but i'm not a critque so i'm sorry but i can't give you ne suggestions, but i did really enj...

March 28th 2007 Haunted Justine Hill Is there ever going to be a time, when I am not alone? Seems like I am lost and spinning in another zone. Thought he was the one, thought I was in love, my voice stands apart, like the cry of a solitary dove. So much for true love, and all that stuff. That’s it I...

Never once trusted anyone, so why would I hand my life over for you to run? Clouds seem to be rolling by, in the blackened sky. Thunder pounding in my ears, the confussion of you not being here. God watching my every step, many days I haven't slept. You beg me for your trust, a knife into my heart y...

As the sun sets low, a figure stands out like a shadowy form. Crying for the loss of her beau, the breath from his body still warm. The poison that went through his veins, now sits upon his lip. From her eyes, tears drop like foreign rains, a shiver that makes the tears drip. She cries out, why thus...

My heart has been broken many times before, So then why does this time hurt so much? It feels like I am a wave, that will never reach the shore. And it seems like he doesn't even realize how much pain he is causing me. I can't sit back and wonder why. He would say those things to me, Now everynight ...

As I stare blankly into your eyes, you question me and my love for you. I wish someone would wake me up from this nightmare. I answer you truthfully because there is nothing else I can do. I love you for eternity. When the seasons change and the sky grows dark. My love flows through the air, like th...

I'm gonna write a poem, it's a poem with a twist. I'm writing it with a razorblade, i'm writing it on my wrist. Let my blood hit the ground, can you turn my life around? Life is too long to live, my secrets to no one I give. My life is so blue, but then why do I love you? I sit in silence, joining n...

A Poem Some ppl write poems about little things, about stupid things, about ecstatic love. Some about happiness, some about loneliness, but since I met you, there is nothing to write of. You took my hand, showed me the world, stole my heart. But things were too good to be true. Because you lied, and...