11-18-2003, 06:55 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Insane
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When the times were rough
this is just a small poem i wrote to my gf when we were going thru some tough times communicating. things are better now.
my heart has reached its limit, i cant be hurt no more. the one who i love so dearly, says im just a bore. but im the one to blame, you are always right. its ok to make me feel awful, because you are in the mood to fight. i wish you could meet someone, im positive you'll hate her. get upset and angry, and then look in the mirror. you wont even be honest, you agree with what was said. a now a week later, you cant remember what you read. i try to fix our problems, ive gone as far as plead. but i cant see the point, when you cant take the time to read. to comprimise, is to understand, but everything is a huge deal. when your not getting what you want, its like you forget whats fake and whats real. its sad that you keep track, of all the little things when i disagree. its like saying 'he's and asshole', because he wouldn't drink tea with me. i wish you could imagine, of how much worse it could be. but it seems like nothing can please you, when if you truly loved me, all it should take is me being me. so i ask you this question jfkdljf fdlkjf. do you really love me? let me know what you guys think. this was my first real crack at a peom. |
11-18-2003, 04:00 PM | #2 (permalink) |
TFPer formaly known as Chauncey
Location: North East
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It captured a veryreal aspect of many relationships,
You seemed honest in your writing and I enjoyed. If this is your first real crack at a poem, well then you cracked it wide open. I hope you continue to write and continue to feel comfortable to share some of your work with us.
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