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If only You'd say yes.You want to know how i feel,
but im in fear of what you would say.
Telling you plainly "i love you",
Is not enough to make you stay

So the reasons that i love you...
is it your smile? Is it your laugh?
is it the fact that i can tell you anything,
and know that you'll always have my back?

Is it because you're like one of the guys?
Never afraid to make fun of us back.
But still showing that you are a lady
that is gentle and with feelings intact.

Just the feeling of seeing you next to me,
is enough to make my heart race.
It would stop at the sound of your voice,
but wont settle for less than first place.

You tell me that you aren't perfect,

Count on MeYou can count on me, at any time
regardless the place or day.
I am here for you
(even though I don't know what to say).

I'll help you
as you have ever helped me.
Together, you know, we're stronger
and we will always be.

I beg you, please, let me know
if there's anything I can do for you.
You can trust me (as I trust you),
you know it's true.

SubmissMy eyes met hers, and the stars dimmed
The sun despairs in her radiance
She is 'beauty' in every facet of the word
Hunger pains consume my interior
for her whom I cannot devour
Her face I don't recall
nor have I heard her name
Still, I plead at her feet...

'Tell me
Show me that something is possible
Tell me there is something lasting in this world
Make me believe you'

Last ChanceI love you,
More than you know.
But your love for me,
Is only a show.

I’ll never understand,
What keeps me coming back.
Though you’re good with words,
You’re completely void of tact.

It must mean something,
That I still want you.
No matter what happens,
No matter what you do.

I think about you constantly,
I dream of you at night.
I’m ashamed of the images,
My mind conjures even in the light.

I’ve never said the words,
But you should know how I feel.
Do I actually need to say it,
For you to know it’s real?

Do you love me?
As I do you?
Are we both just too stubborn,
To say what is true?

I guess it&rsquo

Crushmy heart skips a beat,
my eyes wide like a caught doe,
oh how you have this effect on me?
Guess I'll never know,
but you're always on my mind

and it's getting quite distracting
and I'm a nervous wreck
who doesn't know what to do
oh how life troubles me
with throwing you in my way.

I'm crushing so bad,
and I'm sure you can tell.
but I'm too afraid to do anything
I'm scared of getting broken
so here I'll be

crushing on you from afar,
because I'm too scared.
and when I see you,
my heart will skip a beat
butterflies will fly in my stomach.

but this I'll keep to myself,
because I'm afraid of being crushed
Guess we'll see how life plays out,
an

I wish my eyes were a mirrorI wish my eyes were a mirror
so you can see you as i see
your heart was crushed by an image
built by a cruel society

I wish my eyes were a mirror
So that i may help you to believe
that what they say is lies
and show you how you are to me

I wish my Heart could speak clearer
to help you understand
that you are the only person
that can fill my empty hands

I wish i could be your savior
Wipe away your fresh tears
i would gently say i love you
as i hold you through the years

And i wish my soul was a healer
to undo all of the pain
Make all their hostile efforts
finally end in vain

But to you im just a stranger
or "Just friends a

MasksI have many masks
For different people
For different places
For different times
All constructed by fear
The fear of losing, of pain, of being known

One I wear for my friends
Who I cannot live without
I smile and laugh with them
But the smile is shallow, the laugh hollow
It is a mask, all a lie

One I wear for my family
Who worry endlessly for me
I do my best to ease their fears
But I'm just hiding the pain inside
It is a mask, all a lie

One I wear for my therapist
Who is paid to care for me
I tell her I'm better, everything's fine
But I've never felt worse in my life
It is a mask, all a lie.

When I'm alone the masks drop
And I tell myself

I Am...I am an observer,
I watch as you fall
and I won't make a move
to answer your call.
I am dishonest,
it has been since my smallest years
that I let my truth into others ears.

I am a composer,
of a great many lies
yet carry luck like a clover
I never break my disguise.

Through those heat filled faces surrounding me
I can just barely see
and sometimes I find nowhere to run
they take over me.
I am rarely awake with sun,
so that when everything slips undone,
I will not be exposed
I will always stay composed.

I keep my secrets like stars keep distance
burning bright beneath my skin
defining my existence
out of reach and filled

The love of bombsThough you'll try
With your broken mind
To keep your feelings
Locked inside

And though you'll fall
Into the snow
With their guns
As a final blow

It's not over.
Don't fool yourself.
Run to heaven;
Slip to hell.

It's not over.
Till say it is.
And now that you finally see
Take a good look at me.

Do I burn?
Do I chill?
A kiss of poison
For the kill.

Look at me
Through the smoke
I love you, you know.

Does it hurt?
Don't make it worse.
I'm hear for you
I'm not your hearse.

There is a reasonThere is a reason
behind the eyes that stare
Behind those eyes who- when asked-
Are kind

They fill with warmth
When greeted -so familiarly-
With that which is so Cold
Cold and Unforgiving

Yet even so that sun-
Now so far away
Warms the very ground
On which we walk today.

TrueYou don't need to say you love me,
I can tell by the way you look at me,
The way you hold me,
By the way you kiss me....

You don't need to say you love me,
But I love it when you do!
It's the first time those words are true!

I'll Help You Hold On"If you give me your hand,
I will help you hold on..."

She knows he can't... physically,
But there's this mental hand,
this letting go of your walls,
maybe not all at once,
maybe not all at all,
but letting down your walls,
and letting her in,
and letting her help.

That's the mental hand,
and she will help him hold
on.

"You come to me with scars on your
wrist... I will help you hold on..."
I will help you hold on...

I Hurt Myself so That You Can'tI hurt myself ya know... to see if I still feel
something... anything.
And it's funny ya see, 'cause I don't.
I don't feel anything.
There's nothing left of me other than what you've reduced me to,
But it's ok,
'Cause I hate me too.

confession to my most preciousyou're beautiful
you're a drop of perfection
you're so worthwhile and deserve only the best in life
and I can't promise you'll get it
but I can say you deserve it.

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Come Back"Quick, before she notices we're gone."
Hushed voices.
Slammed doors.
Not again.

Eager to interrupt your departure,
I charge up the stairs on all fours.
Spring across the floor,
And fling myself on your arm.

"Stay." I whine,
Determined not to be entirely alone.
"I'll only be gone for a bit."
Like you'd said last night, and the previous one.
And the one before that.
And the one preceding that one.
Not to mention the countless others.

"But you just got home."
Sometimes you don't even return,
For days on end.
I practically raised myself.
"I'll be back before you know it."

"Ok." I begrudgingly let go of your sleeve,
Back away from the door.

I Am Obsessed With NumbersI am obsessed with numbers;
Though I hate most of the evens.

Two is to perfect:
One for me; one for you.
It's to easy to duplicate.

I fear the number Four.
(The Fourth Kind.)
Strange how just a movie can scar it for me.

Eight is to . . . Eightish.
Unexplainable with just a word.
It looks like infinity hanging from a noose.
Almost like someone promised infinite love.
But they didn't mean it.
So the other person hung themself

Zero is like a mirror,
I can't stand to look in a mirror,
It reveals what I never wanted to see.

Six is the only one digit loved even number;
It's so misunderstood.
And hated and considered evil.
An enemy of the peopl

No Love In DeathIt's your turn to try to leave;
For everytime I try; I inevitably fail.
Just leave and never look back,
Hop off the dock, into the boat, and set sail.

Don't even think of turning around.
Or you'll see somethings you don't want to see.
You'll witness what you're abandoning.
You'll realize that you're leaving me.

I'll stand on the coast,
Waving goodbye; my arms in the air.
In a flash, you'll recall our life and the good times.
And you'll wish you were back there.

But then, I'll turn and walk away,
Leaving my footprints on the shore.
You'll want to come back,
You'll feel shaken to the core.

You'll realize how I had felt,
And what I went thro

Dear The One I LoveDear The One I Love;

I'm sorry that I no longer wish to live in this pointless world where everything reminds me of you. I'm sorry I chased you away. But most of all, I'm sorry I still remain.

I don't want to see your perfect face every day and remind myself that you're not mine. I don't want to wake up from my medicated sleep with our memories freshly emblazoned in my mind from my dreams every morning. But most of all, I don't want to be a monster anymore.

I can't go on living this way, led on by my own false hope. I want to be dead or brain dead, anything that prevents me from thinking about you. I know that it's my fault that you're so

The SilenceHello person I've barely met.
One who never speaks a word.
Not a syllable or sentence
Well, not that I've ever heard

Ah, the sweet language of silence;
The secret of seclusion.
For it takes two to strike dialogue
Unless, you are master of illusion

I wish to solve your imperceptible mystery
I wish to find the answers I'll never know
Yet, here we are, simply two people,
Surrounded by unspoken thoughts and a silent echo.

I wish to witness the world through your eyes
Deep sapphire orbs, a beacon in the night;
Why of the senses, undermine speech;
Yet favor taste, sound, touch and sight?

I'm on a coastline, you're on the opposing cliff
I battl

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Love Is...

by ~xxAgonisticMiseryxx, Jan 24, 2013, 5:41:05 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Love is staring into your eyes
After our first kiss.
The emotion in your voice
When you tell me you love me.

Love is letting you hold me,
Feeling the rapid pounding of your heart.
Reminding me that we're both alive,
And never wanting to let you let me go.

Love is a short lived dream;
Unforgettable and haunting.
You don't know it's over
Until after it comes crashing down.

Love is watching you walk away,
Wanting to beg you not to go;
But not being able to breathe,
Collapsing on the ground after you diseappear

Love is killing the dreamer inside,
That says it will be ok.
Giving up hope on life and love,
After you gave up on me.

Love is screaming at someone
To take the pain away.
Commanding them to kill
The monster you've become.

Love is begging you not to go
And the harsh slap of reality
As the illusion fades
And I realize you're gone.

Love is waking up to a cold, lonely, bed;
Sobbing, sweating and screaming
After another dream of you
And every moment we had.

Love is accepting the fact
That I'm going to die someday.
Without you.
Completely and utterly alone.

Love is simply wanting you back,
Not caring how or why,
Just that you return.

Love Is...by ~xxAgonisticMiseryxx

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Despite what the poem says,
I'll never accept the fact that you're gone.
I'll fight forever.

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~LaMont-Naruto16 Jan 25, 2013

This poem really touched me. I love it and I feel like your talking from my perspective.

~xxAgonisticMiseryxx Jan 27, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you, that means a lot to me.

~LaMont-Naruto16 Jan 28, 2013

Your welcome

~YouSmellLikeFeet Jan 25, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

That I'm going to die someday.
Without you.

That part got me. Very nice capture of the harshness of reality, it worked really well because I felt that line hit me.

~xxAgonisticMiseryxx Jan 27, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Wow. Thanks,

*ThornsofPurpleRoses Jan 25, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Wow. I thought this was going to a happy poem by I changed course quickly. Very beautiful, however sad.

~xxAgonisticMiseryxx Jan 27, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

I'm sorry, nothing I write is happy. I've tried so hard to make my writing cheerful, but it seems to forced or cheesy.

*ThornsofPurpleRoses Jan 27, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

I'm exactly the same way, unfortunately. Like you, anytime I write something happy it just sounds cheesy. haha. Most of my work is very dystopic.

~xxAgonisticMiseryxx Jan 29, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

I find sad, tragic stories more gripping anyway.
Though reading and writing depressing stories can cause an emotional dominoe effect.

*ThornsofPurpleRoses Jan 30, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Very true for most, but for me, writing depressing work is actually very therapeutic. I always end up in a much better mood

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