This place I've put myself in,
is a place I don't want to be.
It's so hard to keep on smiling,
you say your falling for me!
I've grown so used to you
these last couple of week's.
You are so meaningful as air to me.
Without air, your unable to speak.
It would be easier to cut my throat
than continue my struggle for air.
Just let it go, just let it be.
No, where is my spirit there?
It's hard to stop my ears from hearing,
to remember which opinions are mine.
I take in all the lovely things you say,
meanwhile her spiteful words are there to spoil the time.
What is the use of speaking
if there's nothing left to say?
To explain all the contradictions
would take me all day.
I get confused easily.
I know when things are said purely to just please me.
It would be easier for me to cut my throat
than continue my struggle for air.
Just let it go, just let it be.
NO! I'm not showing my true spirit there!
To fight for what I want,
should not be how it goes.
Realize what you want,
and never let it go.
Don't ever stop your fall for me,
hold me tight, we can fall together.
I can hold us both until we are free,
but we wont be free forever.
Grow strong for me,
I'll carry on my struggle
for you..
The air.
Author notes
yes the peice is simple about the complicated senario im in, a gently guy ( the air) n how he wants me, but he doesnt want to upset his ex parter, whose isnt making it easy let me tell you aarrggghh, her twisted games drive me mad, but wow ive never wrote so much good poetry in such a short space of time before, im an optimist the glass is half full n all that.
this peice does not in anyway mean i want to kill myself, ive simply used "it would be easier for me to cut my throat than continue my struggle for air", to explain how easy i could walk away then continue playing part in her mad games! he the gently is represented by the air.
A contest entry
- Thoughts & Emotions by albinoblacksheep720.
700 points, ended November 27, 2008, 43 entries
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Comments
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great job
i love this poem and i can feel all the emotions in the poem,like isaid great job.and thanks for the comment.
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this is lovely ! i really know how you feel too
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Say it in a poem!
Some of the best poem were forged in the furnace of love. Hummm...ides! I did like most of it. When you get out of rythme it's like a bump in the road.
When you see a bump you swerve and loose part of the poem. Good. Real Emotions. By the way The Journey was hot off the presses. I saw 1 veiws and thought it was a mistake. Anyway thanks. And no
It was a direction I'd been going. It just finally came together today.
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Wow
That was great. The flow, the rhythm. Lovely, beautiful. I really like it. Great work. Good luck
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