Something happened and I don't know why,
Now they stand there telling me not to cry.
Why couldn't you just understand?
Why couldn't you only see,
All the love for you deep inside me?
What happened to us, I wonder still?
I'm left with a reminder
Of the way you made me feel.
Wishing for the past,
Trying to avoid tomorrow.
Knowing you won't be there
And I will be left with my sorrow.
I tell myself not to care and to be strong,
Still, I will be asking...
What went wrong?

An Eternal Sadness:::::::::::::::::::

thanks for the kind words guys

ladies I have read both of your writings and they are as beautiful as you are... pay no attention to the guy behind the curtain ....

you are not going to make it to long on this site.

i dont even need to say anything else... the other people on this site are going to eat you alive. They wont like someone who is so mean.

A poem does not need to have rhythm to be beautiful or be a good write… just needs to have heart and soul… and all of your writings do.

no he doesnt.... very uptight. Even insulted one of my writeings earlyer

thanks

also thank you everyone for the complements and support...

I agree.... When I said weakness I mean that I see it as the difference between taking the stairs or the escalator. So maybe weakness is the wrong word.

I don’t mind criticism but how about elaborating.

Thank you

Not really about me ... It is about friends of mine who did and didnt go through with it.


I personally view suicide as a weakness.

When the time came I started to cry,
As a word was whispered, 'suicide',
Not the answer... not the way out,
I could do nothing but scream and shout,
"Which way to turn,
To live or die,
Where can I hide,
I wish not to face another day"

So now I lay down and pray my first pray,
As I begin to shutter,
I utter, 'good bye',
Good-bye, mom
Good-bye dawn,
I just couldn't figure out the things in my head,

I will not miss the human race,
To the cops this will be, just another case,
And I will be a forgoten face,
So long world,
I am now free to be whatever I wish to be,

But now I see their crying faces,
I have made a grave mistake,
That has changed eveyones fate,
"Why did I do it?" I ask myself,
How can I cause them such great pain?

I am lucky as you see,
The sleep did not over power me!

it can be

I am in hell...

The darkness, darker than the blackest night
Fills my being, filing me with hatred, sorrow, and regret
The burning pain coincides with the burning flames.
This... is hell.

The shadow, groping for more, silently consumes my soul
Her voice, like a hundred banshees, rips through my mind
Filling the soundless void of my life with agony.
This... is hell.

Gripping my heart, the loss squeezes me of life
She said, we would be together, together forever
Forever is over, and the misery begins.
This... is hell.

This is really hell, but I wonder, am I truly dead?
This cannot go on, this can be no more...
It's not worth the pain I endure
This... is hell, this... is life.

An Eternal Sadness: : : : : :

what you call a ramble always seems to be beautiful.

I am with this... cheating is always complex

um... okay

Mischievous…. Oh yes mischievous

thanks... dont see guys in here to offen