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Confused

You held me
Loved me
Cared for me.

Then
STABBED ME.

I hate you
I should hate you
I have a right to hate you.

For you
Nothing happened
You forgot about it
Me.

For me
I cry
Everyday
I'm dying
Inside out
I can't forget about it
You.

I can't sleep
Your face is there
I can't eat
Your sitting across from me
I can't THINK
My thoughts always turn to you.

I hate you
I... I...
Dislike you.

You're still the person I have loved
For so long
Even though
We're not together
You're still you.

I can't move
You're there holding me
I can't open my eyes
You're standing above me
I can't breathe
Your scent fills my senses.

I dislike you.
I have every reason too.
In fact
I should hate you.

But I don't
I... I...
Like you.

Even though
You've left me
On my own
Battered and lost.

But
I...I...
Love you
With the exact same intensity
That I've always have.

My senses play dirty tricks on me
You're there
Here
But you're not.

I want to run away
But how can I?
When I know
That you wouldn't run after me.

How can I stop crying
When the only one who can make me stop
Is the one who made me start?

You cause me to cry
And want to
R  I  P
My own heart out.

And if I did
You'd see that it's beating
Steadily
All because it loves you
And it can't
Won't
Never will
Hate you.

Author notes

Wow... umm... ya... this is weird, but I didn't have the heart to delete it. I'm not sure this qualifies as poetry, but whatever. At first, I tried to make it sound like he was there, and that she didn't want him to be, then tried to reveal that he wasn't and she DID want him to be. I don't know... LOL

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Comments


  • XxXpurplevampiresXxX
    June 24, 2008

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    defffinatly poetry.
    this is sooo touching.
    my gosh...
    im sssssooorrryryryyyyryry chicka.
    it'll get better


  • peregrin
    June 23, 2008

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    Dude, this is exactly how I am feeling write now, and I would most definantly call this poetry. I like it, a lot! Good job!