"Poetry of the Past" Part 1
Mar 11, 2010
"Sideline"
You take for granted what you have,
Something I wish I did,
His Love,
So hard to get.
And You threw it away like it was nothing,
Something I would never do.
You don't deserve him,
He deserves better than you.
Its hard to love someone on the sidelines,
and watch him fall apart.
I wish there was some way to make him see,
How can I win his heart?
Jun 7, 2010
"Gamble"
I've checked out
and I’ve cashed in.
I’m done placing bets,
on something I cant win.
Well played my love,
I didn’t expect a thing.
I gambled my love away,
while dangling on your string.
So before I get
too deep in the hole,
I’m taking back
the heart you stole.
Mar 10, 2010
"Perhaps"
Theres something in the way you smile,
Something in the way you talk.
I fall for you,
leaving my body in an outline of chalk.
But I cant shake this feeling,
It'll be the death of me.
However long it takes,
you will never see.
Perhaps I'm just crazy,
but there's something beautiful about it, almost tragic.
No matter how much you push away,
I'm pulled right back to you like a magnet.
I know you're no good for me.
I know you don't care.
You want nothing to do with me,
in the end, you won't be there.
Perhaps you never were,
just a figment of my imagination.
The time we spent together,
no more than an infatuation.
Where did it all go wrong?
When did it all fall apart?
And what do I do now,
now that you've broken my heart?
I know that it was real
because I feel the pain I embrace
And I see that blank expression,
Its written all over your face.
Perhaps I never will understand you,
but know that I will always love.
Even if I waste away my time,
knowing there will never be an "us".
Feb 23, 2010
"My Fight"
I will always choose what's wrong for me,
and one day hope its right.
I just wish you could see
that this is my fight.
Dont pretend to know me,
by only what you see.
I only show you what I want to,
You'll never know the real me.
And as easily as you can leave,
abandon me where I stand,
Is why you can never earn that place,
why you will never understand.
This is who I am,
whether I know who that is or not.
This is who I'll always be,
I've earned my spot.
I've taken my beatings,
and I've earned my scars.
Sorry if I no longer know what I want,
not even by far.
Your world consumes me,
and I'm falling ever deep.
I don't even know why,
but for you, yes, I weep.
I wept tears of solitude
for again I let it go.
Something that could have been good,
but I'll never know.
I will always choose what's wrong for me,
and one day hope he's right.
I just wish you could see,
that this is my fight.
Feb 22, 2010
"Footprints"
My personification is altered.
I dont know who I am.
All this time I thought different,
is now footprints in the sand,
buried and forgotten,
lost and never found.
The answers never given,
the questions still astound.
Whether I follow my heart or my head,
I still end up here.
The same circumstance abounding,
no matter which way I steer.
Every choice that I make is the wrong one.
I'm just awaiting my next mistake,
awaiting my next disaster
to take place.
I follow the footprints without comprehension,
as if its meant to be,
running around in circles,
the footprints must belong to me.
Who else could they be for?
There's no one else around.
Just me and these footprints
that I have found.
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