That Prince

In my house I patiently await For the day my prince will come through the gate Sitting in a world so small Wondering if he’ll come at all Then one day I gave up hope you see For no prince could ever want me. Then, I opened my eyes and there he stood He said “I want you to be mine” I replied “You would?” For what would a prince want with plain old me… Continue Reading

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Lost My Soul

My heart is bleeding into my soul Look what you did! YOU made that hole You never look at me, always look past I’m not invisible, yet I always come last I am alone everyday, even when you are near My soul aching so badly, it has one huge tear Do you even know me?  Does that matter to you? Do my feeling even count? Do you know what you do? My rumpled body, the… Continue Reading

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Another poem that goes untitled

Hold me close Pull me tight and never let go through the night Make me feel safe Let me feel loved Protect me from the rain As it falls from above Learn every part of me Memorize all that I am Every inch of my body And soul, I’m only human And in return From you all that I ask Let me be your missing piece And reveal behind the mask For secrets kept Deep… Continue Reading

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Empty Soul

The empty soul not knowing where to go Plummeting down to a place so low Lonliness is all around People she cares for no where around Continuous sadness of what used to be Trying to get there but the light unseen. All alone for all are scared Even when happy no one cared An empty house and feelings of dread No one to help, might as well be dead. Everything she does is never enough……… Continue Reading

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Player In The Game

You were my hopes, my shining star, my everything You were the one who was going to complete all my dreams But In the middle of the night everything came breaking and crumbling They took you away and there I was. Alone. In shock and stumbling But I stood by your side, for better for worse In sickness and health, I was there, I was your nurse When you shoved me aside to be with… Continue Reading

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Tears I Cry

I’m sorry for the tears I cry To remain strong, so hard I try. But if you are in trouble, it bothers me so Because the thought of losing you Hurts more than you know. You are my everything, my inspiration, my love And I would stand by you when push comes to shove. For every night when I go to sleep I want to stay in your arms, and be yours to keep. Because… Continue Reading

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Time Goes On

Full of sorrow The days drag on Full of lonliness The months go by Full of tears The years drift away Full of rage The decades fly Full of hurt The centuries die Full of happiness Those seconds are gone Full of laughter Those minutes have left Full of pain My life is now done. Copyright secured by Digiprove © 2013  Related posts: Untitled 3 Closing the Door Falling Deeper Lost My Soul Empty Soul

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Picking Up The Pieces

Hate the me that’s there every day The imperfect, insecure, unhappy girl that fucks up in every way Every step, every word misconstrued Trying to help everyone, giving herself,yet negatively viewed She broke down to nothing and began to put all the right things in place But then with one slip fell flat on her face Beginning again, but empty, lonely, and numb inside So misunderstood, wanting to do nothing but hide. Trying to grasp… Continue Reading

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Weak?! Really?!

Pulled from the Hot Mess Archives…. In the past few weeks, I have had people who have said they thought I was one of the strongest people they know, that I am stronger than they ever could be under the circumstances, and that they are amazed.  I have also had the complete opposite and have been told that I am weak and that I need to stop being weak and need to stand up and… Continue Reading

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So Stupid

I was so stupid, how didn’t I see You were only there to continue to break me Fooling me with your words, playing all the right games Gaining control of my heart, then tearing it up and calling me names Making me believe that you truly cared Holding me and comforting me when I was so scared It was never real, it was all just a scheme But I was too blinded by the charm… Continue Reading

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