This poem was written like a loooooong time ago... hahaha 11-16-07 i believe... too bad i never date my stuffs
"Price of Love"
love has a price
a price that i just paid
my heart being torn out
and in my hand it laid
beating very softly
slowing down to die
my eyes burned out
from the tears that i cried
the blood is all over
staining every part of me
i paid the price
by ripping my heart out to see
with all that i had
i've given all i could
and here i am alone
by myself i stood
love came with a price
a price that was too high
but i have woken up
from living a painful lie
here is a stupid one that i just wrote rite now... sucks ass... haha probably cuz it's 6 in the morning...
"Reflection"
I'm struggling to fit in
I'm always competing with myself
I always need to be better
while comparing to someone else
My reflection tells the truth
It's showing me what is wrong
The problems i should have seen
that i've been avoiding all along
my procrastination led to this
the flaws that make up me
someone "overly problemed"
that i never wished to be
no matter how hard i try
to push all this aside
i turned to face the mirror
and to my reflection i confide
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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