I write poetry for the Lovely Insider but here's my little corner for other poems I've wrote. All if not most of these and what's to come will be repost since my last topic got deleted.


Poem 1:
You can't trust a soul
For nothing in the world.
Eventually they'll leave you
When the time comes.
How can you lie for so long?
There is no one
You can fully trust
Because what is trust
Without full, truthful
Doesn't matter if it'll hurt trust?

Poem 2:
Life is screwed on every end.
You never know who your friends are.
Dont get too attached to anybody
Because even your shadow leaves when it gets dark.
Nobody will stay by your side
Even when your trying so hard to reach out.

Poem 3:
I tell you all my worries,
Trials, and issues.
You know my pain
And still you decide to betray me.
Will betrayal ever end?
I can't trust you like I used to.
Nope, not anymore.

Poem 4:
Forgiveness?
I can do.
Forgetting?
Never in a million years.
Lying for as long as you did
Is unforgettable.
We'll never be where we used to be.
You're lucky you're not dead to me.

Poem 5:
I can sing and I can weep
But there will be no room for you.
It's best to pretend this didn't happen.
Us, I mean.
Forget those years we had;
Make them disappear
Because from what I see,
There is no room for you here.

Poem 6:
I gotta keep my walls up
Never let them fall
Because everytime I do
I get a reason to build them back up.
I'm on guard from here on out
So I won't get hurt ever again.

Poem 7:
Years in the wind
That's all I see.
All the moments have blown by
Like the eastern breeze.
Can we catch those winds and fix this mess?
That's something, I guess.
Whether it'll happen beats the heck out of me;
All I feel is the forgiving breeze.

Poem 8:
Season by season
We were stuck to each other.
You knew my heart but I now question
Whether I actually knew yours.
I guess I can't trust
Even my greatest of friends.

Poem 9:
I spoke so highly of you
That I want to take it all back.
This is no nice, kind, understanding friend
But a girl that'll lie to you for years.
I'm not sure if I actually know you anymore.
That seems to be a myth
After this dreadful night.

Poem 10:
"Sticks and stones will break my bones
But words will never hurt me."
What a lie we feed today
For words is what makes me bleed.
No one sees the pain they bring
By a mere word they utter.
I'm sorry for those who believe
That words do not hurt.

Poem 11:
I cry a tear
For the ones I've lost.
For those who pained
My aching soul.
You were never meant
To truley be my friend.

Poem 12:
A slit wrist is nothing
Compared to a broken a heart.
Suicide is nothing
Compared to the pain I feel inside.
They're escapes
But not the right ones.
At least I can escape
Through the world of writing.

Poem 13:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
What ever happened to you?
You have changed,
Yes...you have.
There is no denying it now.

Poem 14:
I feel hollow,
I feel empty;
There is nothing there,
You see?
A whole is now open
In the place my heart should be.

Year Worth Living

In comes one year
And out goes another;
A process we've repeated
And will continue to repeat.
We may have a resolution
Or just plans for a better year,
But every year is just the same.
There will be heartache and death
Disease and personal issues.
We have to look beyond the bad points
The year may have for us
And look to the joy, love, and happiness
That will make the year worth living.
If you run off your course
Look to the stars
For they are the one thing that doesn't change
And remember that the year is worth living
And to make it your own.


We long for what we can't have
We long to fix what is broken
We long for those who broke it

What if what we want
What we long for
Will only cause us pain again?

What if it will never stop?
Nothing changes and we're getting hurt
Over and over again?


Snow falls
Covering the Earth
In its pearly, white blanket.
Kids play-
Building snowmans
And throwing snowballs.
What a glorious sight
That is to see.
Icicles become a favorite snack
Breaking them off of anything.
Winter is miraculous.


A Hidden Deity

Let the world see him
As the earth, sun, moon, and sky.
Some say he is the
Wind beneath their wing,
The light upon their path,
The whisper in the wind.

He is always there
But never seen.
He will help in ways
You wouldn’t think possible.

He is the rain, the shine,
The sleet, the hail.
He is the very dirt
You trod on
And the very breath
You breathe.

He can brighten up
The darkest nights.
He will comfort you
Whether you believe he exist or not.

He is the land, the sea,
The animals and insects
The crawleth upon the earth.

His voice is thunder
His tears, rain
His anger, lighting
His joy, shine.

If you need him
He will be there;
If you shun him
He is just a call away;
He is never farther
Than the slightest touch
Or the quietest words;
He will always be there.


Beauty

What is beauty?
Beauty is not being prettier than others.
Beauty is not having better clothes.
Beauty is not having the perfect body shape,
But beauty is merely being confident in oneself.
It is knowing that even through the hard times there is always good.
It is knowing that even someone small can make it big.
It is knowing that you can’t believe in everything
But knowing that you can always find the truth.
That is what beauty is.



My Heart

Black.
My heart is black.
Black as a rose,
Black as the night,
My heart is black.

But when ignited
Like charcoal
It goes up in flames.
It burns with a passion.

My heart is red.
Red as a rose,
Red as a flame,
My heart is red.

When it is cooled
It turns white
Like charcoal
When it’s put out.

It goes down, down, down;
Wanting you, looking for you.

My heart is white.
White as a rose,
White as a cloud,
My heart is white.


Left

He gnawed at my heart           
And left it in pieces.
He took my love
And shredded it to bits.
He left me standing there
Without looking back,
No more love in his heart
For the girl in the mask.
My heart has been ripped,
Burned and bruised;
It has been left to the dogs
And all of the world’s hatred.