Hell of a ride

The pain is so intense, the chills are unbearable, the withdrawal is scary.

The  feeling is strange, the emotions are changing, but it all feels good on the contrary. 

Like smoking weed it gets you high.

While your feet are on the floor your heads in the sky.

Like rolling the feeling cant be described, everything is amazing.

But the after affect is hell raising.

Like an emo girl cutting herself, you'd imagine it to hurt. But you dont understand.

The way she feels, she can only show by moving her hands.

Like sex, the hesitation, the pleasure, the feelings, the heat.

The movement of a bodies moving to one beat.

Like smiling everytime you see your lovers face.

Like listening to them breathe and you notice your at the same pace.

Whut the fuck am I talking about?

bliss

Just hold my hand and hold me close. 

Just tell me that your mine and Im the one you want the most. 

Just kiss me gently and make it last.

For we never know what can happen and anything can happen fast.

Tell me what you feel and tell me all your secrets

We can stay up all night and talk while we lay under some blankets

Just hug me for awhile and lets just make each other smile.

Cause I'll go anywhere to feel this feeling I have when Im with you, I'll walk for miles.

We have so much time and theres so much to do

And we can do it all, as long as I am with you.

Hello old friend

I havent seen this in a long time.

But cupid's commiting another crime.

He's stolen my heart again, who knows when I'll get it back.

He's taken it so many times that Ive stop keeping track.

Except his partner in crime, is of a gentler sort.

One who isnt a fake or douchebag in this sport.

He has a secret power, I think he has laser  x-ray vision.

Cause his eyes cut right through me, creating a large incision.

I dont wanna say this hurts me, in fact I cant feel a thing.

But what I can feel is his hand in mine, and something wierd is happening.

This crook has my heart, and I cant say I want it back.

Because I think I want him to have it, this is a proven fact.

His lips touched mine, and there was posion on his tongue.

I felt this exciting sensation that went spiraling through my lung.

They make a perfect team, causing mischief, hope, and dreams.

But Ive fallen for it badly, cause now nothing is what it seems. 

I think I like him, like alot more then I thought.

And now my stomach has butterflies, and my heart is in a knot.

Dad

My dad died when I was 3 years old.

This is the story that I was told.

He died in a car crash because of a drunk driver.

My dad didnt make, but the drunk driver was the survivor.

Why must the good die young? Why didn't I get the chance to meet him?

I want these answers to my questions, but instead my patience wears thin.

I want to remember the time he told me he loved me, I just want him to know.

I love him and I miss him, but how do I let this show.

I feel like crying when fathers day comes to town.

And I get pissed off when people say they hate their dad, when mines not even around.

Atleast you remember your dad,

be the memory good or bad.

Atleast youve seen his face.

I have no one real to fill his place.

I want to hold his hand, I want to look in his eyes.

"Dad I love you and miss you " as she falls to her knees and cries

If your dad left you when you were young, then this poem isnt meant for you

But if you were put in my situation. tell me what you would do.

There is so much more Id like to say, But I'll save it for a later day.

For the anniversary of my dad's death draws near, but until then I'll shed one tear.

Sorry :/

I don't mean to hurt you, it just sort of happens

I can try to clean up my mess, by using your heart as a napkin.

I tried to make you smile, I tried to make you mine.

But at the same time you through my hard work in my face, and I ended up wasting my time.

The constant fighting and the constant doubt.

We went through all this and we aren't even going out.

I'm not gonna lie, the blame should be shared.

But I'm not gonna lie,  I do love you and that I've always cared.

I guess we should start over, or just move on and forget.

But we cant be together now, for I'm just not feeling it.

We weren't together long

But we both were always strong.

This poem could be our love song

That one day we could both sing along.

u lose

THE GAME!!! 

DID YOU JUST LOSE? ;P

EMOtional girl

She seems to be awake in the darkest part of night.

You hear her crying and dare to ask if she is alright.

You turn the light on and look at her face

her make up is running and shes stuck in a sad place

Slits on  her wrists, scars on her neck, bruises on her ribs.

She cries louder then a baby awake in their crib.

You can hear her pain and feel her skin.

She is tired of living in the world, her patience wears thin.

What could cause a girl to feel so much pain? Was it something someone said?

Shes tired of living. She wants to be dead.

Sick of trying, tired of crying. 

Yeah she's smiling but inside she's dying.

Dark clothing, dark music, dark emotions.

Up and down emotions that flow like the ocean. 

You want to hold her and tell her your there.

But she's heard it all before and she no longer cares.

Your scared of what will happen next, she's an amazing person inside

She's dying in a deep dark hell, where she only wants to be alive.

Until then she bleeds

Tired of what she sees

Take away the pain she pleads

as she falls onto her knees.