The things I'll never say

Okay, so, decided to put myself out there...I wrote this poem because of my feelings for a friend. I haven't named it yet because I don't know what to call it. =)
Your hugs are bittersweet,
Not right for me.
I still steal them from you,
No matter how bad you don’t want me to.

I try to stay where I am,
but I want to be where you be.
I don’t like the cage you keep me in,
just give me the key.

I fight against the wind that sways me to you,
I break the glass that blocks me from you,
yet, I can’t tear down your wall.
I’ve tried so hard, and I still stand to fall.

I try to stop myself.
But my heart keeps beating louder.
My try to tame my urges,
but my love is to strong.
I broke myself,
and wrapped my life to you.
You just don’t care.
I want you to.

What I say fails to reach your ears.
I try to break down your wall,
I try to make you understand my fears.
You just like to watch me fall.

Will you still be my friend when I tell you everything?
Will I still see you smile?
Will I get another chance at goodbye?
Will I just get a chance,ever?

Will you show me the right way?
Can you save me from this fate?
Will I be able to make you stay?
Can you tell me what’s wrong,before it’s to late?


Hope you enjoy it <3 =)

Amazing <3

Haha, thanks Rose <3

No probs =]

Okay, here\'s another poem/song that I thought of when i was bored.

Stuck In the ruins of your mind,
Yet I can\'t seem to find...
the place where I belong...
Even when I close my eyes...
It\'s not you I despise....
I\'m just
~ :lonely:~

enjoy!

Awesome

There is no words for what I have to say. These are really good. :cherry.

aw, thanks

A poem I wrote to a very special person

Best Friends Forever
We said all those years ago
3rd Grade and 6th Grade
Now to High School we go
Crushes and Secrets
Friends and Enemies
Bad times and good times
Two dorks on the surface
Much more underneath
I tell you my secrets
And you tell me yours
Your the Angel
So perfect and pretty
I'm a Demon
Selfish and B*tchy
Your happy
I'm depressed
I cover it up as wanting the best
When in secret
I think he's a d*ck
I know that your Straight
So we'd never have a chance
I'll hide the truth
Within my lies
And I'll stay this way
Loving and Hating
Because what I can do is lose you
And I'll decieve and lie
Because hiding myself
Is better
Than admitting and stating
Those three simple words
I love you

So what do you think I'm not the best poet but I write to get things off my chest.

its good!

Goal!

Thanks

This is part of my story.

Dark gray clouds rolled over the dreary city. The skyscrapers resembled outstretched fingers skimming the dense clouds.
The clouds started crying on the empty looking city, slow at first, then hard and strong, creating a curtain of water.
Kobie’s sure steady footsteps echoed slightly down the dark, empty street. His breath was one step away from panting. He shivered from the ice cold rain pelting his face. Kobie’s dark brown hair was plastered to his face. His cheeks were red, his full lips; blue. His deep brown eyes took in his surroundings.
Kobie took a right on a street called Fern Alley and stepped inside a small, comfortable looking store called “Black Light”.
“Welcome, Kobie.” Said an elderly man behind the counter.
Kobie nodded to the man.
“Is Shelby here?” Kobie asked him.
“Yes, but she’s got a fella in there right now.” The man washed out a glass mug with a dirty looking rag.
“Thank you , Gregory. I’ll wait.”
Kobie walked over to the counter, his ink-black shoes squeaking on the blue-tiled floor. He seated himself on a stool and ordered a cherry cola.
Kobie sat, sipping his drink, looking at the unique store.
The store was designed oddly. When one first entered the store, a small bell would chime, announcing one’s arrival. The counter was in full view, the spinning, red-leathered chairs still. The counter top was blue marble, matching the tiled floor. Next to the counter, on the right,sat two love seats, three feet apart, sitting at different angles. The floor was carpeted with a dirty brown rug. A small coffee table held old magazines. Then, tucked away in a corner,was the restrooms, and next to that was Shelby’s office, closed off by a wall of hanging beads.
In the back of the store was assorted things, ranging from non-perishable foods, knickknacks, books, candles, magazines, flash lights, first-aid kits and bug repellent.
Sitting in a love seat, reading an old magazine, was a teenage girl.
Kobie spotted her and his heart sped up.
“Shit.” He muttered.
In an instant Kobie decided what to do.
If I don’t get her out of here, she’s going to die,Kobie thought.
Kobie slowly approached the girl, leaving the half finished soda behind.
“Excuse me, miss,” He said slowly. “You have to leave.”
The girl looked up at him briefly then turned her attention back to her magazine.
“Buzz off.” She muttered.
“Please miss, you have to leave.” Kobie was growing impatient.
“Um, leave me alone, ‘kay?” The girl turned a page.
“Kobie-” Kobie held up his hand, silencing Gregory.
“Miss,” Kobie said through clenched teeth. “You don’t understand. This-”
“No!” The girl’s head snapped up. Anger flashed in her honey-colored eyes.
“You don’t understand. Listen buddy, ‘cause I’m only gonna say this once. Whatever your issue is I don’t care! You don’t know me and I don’t know you and from your attitude I’d like to keep it that way. So again I say, buzz off!”
Her head snapped back down, her straight flame-colored hair flowed over her shoulder creating a silky curtain between her and Kobie.
Kobie heard Gregory snicker and turned around glared at him.
Kobie turned his attention back to the girl who had begun humming a tune resembling Patsy Cline’s “Crazy”. Kobie grabbed her by the arm and jerked her up.
“Hey!” She screamed.
“You have to leave.” Kobie seethed.
“Let go of me!” She struggled to get out of his grip.
“No.” Kobie snapped.
The next thing she did surprised Kobie so much that he dropped her arm.
The girl hissed at Kobie and her upper lip curled back on her teeth. Her canine teeth grew sharper and more prominent. Her eyes flashed red.
“You-” Kobie stuttered.
“That’s right big boy. Now, back off!”
The door’s bell chimed, signaling more visitor/customers.
Kobie looked over his shoulder to see who had just entered.
“Oh, God, why me?” Kobie moaned.
The girl stared at Kobie’s frightened expression and looked towards the group of boys that had just walked into the store.
Her teeth retracted and she relaxed, still standing next to Kobie.
Kobie turned back to her and a thought assaulted her mind.
Don’t pay attention to them. Look at me. Talk to me.
The girl was dazed. The voice in her head was Kobie’s.
But how can that be?, She thought.
It can’t, unless-
Kobie stared at her and nodded his head slowly.