some poems I wrote awhile back

[ufl_phoenix]

I found these when I was packing, and I still think they're okay. Let me know.


I'm hating these feelings
all these broken dreams;
the way my ideals
have ripped at the seams.
I hate realizing
that nothing's gone right
and missing you so much
I can't sleep at night.

I know it meant nothing,
that it wasn't true,
but I hate it was all
just a big joke to you.
I hate feeling empty
devoid of all thought
and then forced to question
all I was once taught.

I'm hating these feelings
all these broken dreams;
the way my ideals
have ripped at the seams.
I'm hating this hollow,
this pain in my heart,
that some hundred miles
now hold us apart.

I hate that my concept
of true love is gone,
and that I now see
what was there all along.
You slipped past my borders
and then without sound,
you took what was romance
and you gunned it down.


i'm small and blue
a part of you
a channel to your heart
and once you cut
you'll forget what
he did to make you start

so kiss me now
this kiss of death
so slight, so sleek and true
for time goes by
and acts cut deep;
i'll bleed him out for you

you'll hesitate
pain won't abate
he's got you drugged like wine
don't do without
just cut him out
for vengeance is divine

so kiss me now
this kiss of death
so gentle, mild and true
when his love fades
and lies surround,
i'll still be there for you

just kiss me now
this final kiss
through veins and through sinew
and when your pain
becomes too great...
i'll kill myself for you