My Poems |
The Girl There's nothing to be said For the girl I used to be She had it all But it was nothing I wanted She had friends But not the kind I needed She had ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Mar 2006 17:17:00 GMT |
.................... |
I don't know what I've done that's so horrible I don't know how I managed to land myself here I don't know anything anymore I don't understand it anymore
Posted by on Sat, 04 Feb 2006 11:16:00 GMT |
why does it hurt |
why does it hurt? why does it all have to hurt? why does it all have to be this way? why does he always have to make me hurt? why does he always have to be this way? when this become that? what did i ...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Feb 2006 19:08:00 GMT |
.......... |
i don't want to do and I don't know what to say, my life is out of my control and I don't who I am.
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jan 2006 17:00:00 GMT |
so why won't he listen??? |
I tell him everyday, But it seems to me That he never hears Even though he says "I heard I'm just thinking" I ask him "about what?" But he just pushes the question aside. He looks at me But i...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jan 2006 12:12:00 GMT |
mehhh... |
I feel as though I'm losing control, Control of everything that's real to me----- I was going to post this new blog, but then I started typing it and thought "why am I doing this, it's not like an...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jan 2006 22:07:00 GMT |
somebody please, i want to die |
The constant fear of never know The insesent plaguing of "what if's?" The never ending, never ceasing The never stoping, ever changing--- Wait!, That's what I missed.... My life. Now I know what is ev...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jan 2006 13:32:00 GMT |
I Can't Remember. . . . . . |
I can't remember the last time I felt free I can't remember the last time I was in control I can't remember the last time I saw me in the mirror I can't remember the last time I looked at the real ...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Dec 2005 10:23:00 GMT |
Life in [words] |
It's Because Of You I don't know why I feel this I don't quiet understand it I don't know what it is, But I know it's because of you. It's because of you I love It's because of you I cry It's because...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Nov 2005 17:29:00 GMT |
about glen |
why does she have to be this way why does she let him treat me like this how can she sit there and let him yell at me i don't understand why she lets him get away with this all he does is yell at me a...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Oct 2005 19:45:00 GMT |
