Stinkish Poetry

What can I say? I love being poetic. Even if I stink at it. The only thing I can say about these two poems is they were during my infamous Phil period which I am still trying to get rid of the blackness after the fire... if you know me, you know what that means.

The lights are off, I am alone
the silence is bittersweet
haunted by realities, by memories
words play like a distant dream
time ticks by and all I can think of is you
I've tried to get you out of my head again and again,
Those blue green eyes, the heart melting smile.
I know you don' care but I can't seem to let go
it shouldn't be this hard to let go
of something that was never yours
every inch of my body aches, my heart has shattered into a million pieces
Because you will never love me.
I've tried to forget what I put myself through
trying to forget the way you looked as the rain fell on your face..
boy after boy I've tried to get you off my mind
Oh God, help me!

Piece after piece I've let go of you
but I just can't seem to let go
Of the last dream, the last hope of you and me.

I know you don't care but I can't seem to let it go
it shouldn't be this hard to let go of something that was never yours
every inch of my body aches, my heart has shattered into a million pieces
Because you will never love me.
And yet, no matter how hard I try, how many times I cry,
I just can't seem to let you go.

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Oh what I would do for you to penetrate from my veins as no more then a disappointment
So that my wounds would finally heal.
But alas, there you are, in the back of my mind,with your cold laughter and seething eyes.
You never loved me.
My heart has been ripped into shreds all over again.
Like ten million bricks the years plunge onto my chest.
And familiar tears play on my cheeks, reminders of my forgotten dreams.

The nights are so cold without you here beside me.
She has your kisses and your touch, the touch that I dreamed of for so long.
My heart bleeds for I know it is too late.
As the night closes in, I'm taking what's left of me.

I'm saying goodbye, goodbye to you my wistful love,
Goodbye to my pain, my shame, my pride, my inspiration.

Goodbye my wistful love, goodbye.