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with out you

      I open my eye's.
                      The door swings open.
          [He stands there.]

                    This eye's pears the darkness.
        This man is no man to me.
                  He is everything i fear and {hate.}

          He is the eye's jugging me.
                  He is the one i /cry/ for.
  The one my hart longs for
                    to see him one last time like i did
          the day i met him.

              Will i ever see him like that agen?
                    All this and more  before my eye's
        in the brief moments are eye's meet.

                                                  [I wake up.]

            This time for real.
                                (I am alone.)
    He is not there.
                            And that is how [i like it.]

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option 2 i am 16 hi this is about some one i liked and he terned out my be and idiot. some people suck. but it's good to know that not all do. it will take some time to get over him. but i know i will thanks for you're support.

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  • AloneWolfie
    August 15, 2007

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    I understand what that's like to wake up and be relieved he isn't there...You did really great on this poem. You made a couple of spelling mistakes. My fav. part was Will I ever see him like that agian. Meaning you know that this guy has changed. "tis very goo


  • Pisces Pieces
    July 24, 2007

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    There is such an apparent contrast of feeling. Almost like the fine line between love and hate. Pain will cause us to think and view things in such a different light.

    Anger will drown out the good memories if there were any, but is also part of the grieving process when we realize that people are not who we thought.

    Nice and simple expression of your feelings and emotion. Best of luck!


    • bar room stool
      July 24, 2007
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      thansk. i have had nothing but bad luck with gyes but for me this was the worst cuz i realy fell for him. and i fell heard and i was truly happy for once and with out evin caring he told that all away from me. but my friends are hellping me to see that i dont need him to be happy.