Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ collection of poems ❯ poems ( Chapter 1 )

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By: mixy

Change? [Wrote in 5th grade]

Current mood: bleah

All those things

You want me to be

Are crumbleing

At your feet

You wanted me to be the perfect

Person

But i'm afraid

That's out of reach

Because I'm not going to change for you

How dare you ask me to?

I want to be who I want to be

And we'll see what will happen to me

Once you're gone

Ill be better of without you

Another poem...

Some things that I don't understand

Like he said he wanted more

And the day,

I felt so great

And I felt like I could sore

He broke my heart

And threw down

It shattered on the floor

I felt like he had smashed me to

And then

I was no more

But then after a few days

We became friends

Once more

He knows

I'll always like his eyes

And he should know I'll always care

And hopefully

I've made it clear

That I'll always be there.

Late night rambling

Current mood: broken-hearted

Lying here

Broken hearted

I stare at the picture

The one we took that day

The day I decided

I loved you

I reach for it but it dissolves

As a touch your face

I find myself stuck

Stuck in the moment I lost you

Sadness strikes me

I fall into the dark

Waiting for you to cache me

But

Hit the ground

As I find myself

In a cold sweat

...

It was a dream

A forlorn memory

If I was dreaming

Why do I feel?

The heartache?

Novocain

Current mood: lonely

NOVACAINE

By Rachel Lindsey

What I need is

Novocain

Just enough to subside the

Pain

Find the place were pain resides

You'll find me

Tears in my eyes

Because I feel

Left out

But I'm really

Locked inside...

friends...

Current mood: crushed

friends

by rachel lindsey

i felt safe in his arms

but in the end

my heart was harmed

i thought 'not now

not again

not another crule joke

not from him

i thought this was real

but i guess for him

it was no deal'

our relationsip has meet

its none-to-sweet end

becase he wanted

us to be just friends

can this realy be how it ends?...

self distruction

Current mood: hungry

i see your tears fall to the ground

no people seeing

even if there all around

they act like they cant see you there

so you figure

"no one cares"

a light gos on inside your head

"maybe"

you think

"i should be dead"

no longer is it worth it

no more you can pretend

cant keep up the phony smiles

and act like its ok

you decide this is the day

the day

the pain go's away

you say some last few words

and take your final breath

a peice of notebook paper

cluched tightly to your chest

writen theres a question

'what else is there but death'

Black poem [not about race]

Current mood: ....

Black is the cool metal frame work of a burned down house and

The shiver you get down your back

When you hear the door knob creak

The raven's cold caw

The single tear role down your cheek

Black as cold as death

Black is that feeling you have in the dark

That at any moment you could die

That no one would hear you scream

And no one would care

Black is the color of fear