As I sat there,
All alone and stare
I overheard toi say,
"I l’amour you, Renee."
I tried not to cry,
But why?
Was it something I did?
ou did toi want me to be dead?

All I want is my pain to just go away.
But what way?
I did everything could,
But it is still hurting me, like any pain should.
I would do anything to get toi and the pain gone,
But how?

All I want is everything to go.
I tried and tried to see why toi do this to me,
But toi just ignored me, my heart, and hated the sight of me.

How could toi actually think I was going to be okay?
Okay about me and toi just being Friends with that all to say?

All I want is that...that..
toi never hugged,
Kissed,
And we never fell in l’amour wit each other...

I tried cutting toi out of my life,
My mind,
Even my heart...
But nothing worked.

...........

I guess we never were meant to be..

i'm tired of pretend
i'm sorry it has to end
with all the fear and tears
i know we're done here

take his pictures off my wall
take them off and burn them all
i'm tired of all this hurt and say
just take it all away

i screamed
i cried
but i never seemed to know why
now i know toi always lied
so its time for us to say goodbye

i'm tired of trying
i feel like i'm dieing
this hurt and pain never seems to go away

im screaming im pleading
my cœur, coeur has stoped beating
i wish all this would go away
and gone for he rest of my days

poésie Is very well
when toi
feel it as hell
dream with everyword toi write
to make the poésie pride
and shine through your mind
To see the light through your pen
poésie is a trip
toi walk in with your feel
and It's easy To heal
your heart
from the hurt
your mind
from nightmare
your hand
from the cold
and your soul
from the fear
It is Magic toi can't see
but It's your cœur, coeur feel
So let your hand write
what's Inside your cœur, coeur and mind
don't mind it
toi need it
go on your way
and stay
to write everyday
we need your finger
to be free
and never be anger
we need your words to
shine our cœur, coeur with love
toi can see the moon with the stars
light your way together
through your darkness forever

I hear the whistle in my ear but don't respond.
All I do is admire it's authority.
It's ability to summon all who will obey.
The whistle is a leader, all fear and don't question.
We are not chiefs for we cannot order unless we can call the ones who carry out those duties.
The whistle is not a tool but a messenger.
Whom brings us together and whether forced ou not we work together and for that we respect this only God.
The whistle is a sign of peace.
Not an annoying ringing.
And that is why I only listen.
Because for me it is only so hard to do as I'm told.
But for the ones stronger and not misguided,follow the yellow brick road lain out just for you.
Don't stand and wait for others.
Obey your whistle.
Because soon you'll be the one blowing the whistle.

HOPE



Our world is broken,
It has been darkened
driven into shadow and uncertainty

we live in fear that disasters will come to us,
arrive on our doorsteps on take what we l’amour most.

that the light of jour will never come out of of night that even the stars and moon shall fade away.

Will we be blinded par hate and evil forever?

No

We will overcome this shadow of fear,
we will renew our world and
find our way back to light and goodness.

and when we learn to forgive and love,
the moon and the stars will shine brighter than ever,
and the darkness will be flooded with light.

This is my Hope for our broken world.

I crave love.
Not worth it.
I crave family.
Not worth it.
I crave freinds.
Not worth it.
I crave freedom.
Not worth it.
I crave to be desired.
Not worth it.
I crave a loving touch.
Not woth it.
I want my mom.
Not worth it.
I want to live.
Not worth it.
I want to be saved.
Not worth it.
SUDDENLY
A warm smile.
I am still not worth it.
A loving word.
I am still not worth it.
A gental love.
A warn voise.
I am still not worth it.
A light peeking thro the dark.
I am still not worth it.
I am still not worth it.
I hang my head because I know I am not worth it.

I see you.
I feel you.
I reach to you.
toi are not there.
My hand goes right through you.
I must be a ghost.
I whatch you.
I need you.
toi are a life time away.
I am just a ghost.
I call to you.
toi turn.
toi look right at me.
God do toi see me?
No toi dont.
toi look right threw me.
toi turn and walk away.
I am left alone.
In darkness.
I am just a ghost.
I have Lost you.
I whatch toi walk away.
I feel the pain.
WAIT!
I cant feel.
For the dead doesnt feel pain like this.
I run to you.
"I am here!" I scream!
toi look right pass me.
I am not dead.
Nor am I alive.
The dead I am is much plus painful.
I am dieing form a beoken heart.
A Lost l’amour I can never get back.
Now I know.
I am just a ghost.
Waiting to expire.

Crying tears of blood.
Becuase my hear has burst.
Dieing inside becuase theres no way out.
The pain from being alone is to much to bare.
The only relife.
Is to hear toi voise.
Feel your touch.
l’amour and be loved par you.
The razor blade is a comfert.
Feeling the blood drip to the floor.
Seeing it.
Hearing it.
Smelling it.
It makes me smile.
l’amour is always the best cure.
To me loved.
I am scared of dieing in Hell.
But it never ends.
Just know I l’amour you.
I miss you.
For I am always with you.
Waiting for you.
My only love.

When your minds are
upset
and so many thoughts
circling around
your head,
toi try to make
this right,
to find the best way
so toi could feel better,
so toi could be free.

Pain will never
go away,
it always stays
to remember you
that life is not a dream,
life is unpredictable.

Endless questions,
so many "Why",
but the answer
we will
never find!
The strength within
will not let us crack,
life is unpredictable,
who's to say?

Today you're happy,
and yet
despair waits
stealthily
to engulf you.
But,
toi need to be prepared.

Not only bad things
happen to bad people.
Unfortunately,
so many pure,
honored hearts
have been broken for
so many times,
in so many pieces,
and yet
they live,
they live with
their agony,
they live with
their groan,
but they live,
tho their eyes are
always sad,
their hearts are
still softly.

Therefore
they know...
Therefore
they are...

The brightest star
that shines
in the dark,
that spark of hope
for all of us
who deserve better.

eveyday I walk lonely
through that way
I don't wanna go
I wanna back
I don't wanna stay In that way
I need something To
keep My cœur, coeur strong
and to correct My wrong
I don't know What to I belong
But I chercher for it for time
I don't know how long
I need something to never let me cry ou
to let my tears dry
I need some thing
That's Inside your and my heart
To let my soul fly
up so high Into the sky
It's always needed to heal your heart
from this killing hurt
To light your and my way
when the darkness has to stay
through our way
Did toi know What it is?
that when everyone want to go away
backs them to stay everyday ,
It's the l’amour
That warms your cœur, coeur inside
and makes toi pride!!!!

Look through the window
and tell me what toi see.
Everything lives,
everything blossoms,
it's only you
in your autumn.

Your soul is seeking
for something that
is left a long time ago.
Something to cherish,
something to be attached to.

Why did the beast within
wake up suddenly?
Who called the restlessness?

Who shall win?
Will the autumn itself leave?
Nobody knows,
nobody cares
but you!

It's toi trapped within,
your mind gives toi nothing
but plus anxiety.
Peace is the place
toi seek within your heart,
trying to find consolation.

Why you?
Why is this happening
to you?
Will the peace find you
one plus time,
ou you're the one
who should find peace
within?

When everything is black
in your heart,
toi beg the darkness
to leave toi be,
but the darkness
is not coming
where the joy
glows,
no,it's not coming
where the hope
still holds on.

ok just want toi to know that I just started écriture poems so if they aren't good srry.
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Blue
its the color of sadness
the color that reminds me all about you
I know toi will never l’amour me the was I l’amour you
but how can i survive without my color blue?



What makes Christmas bells ring?
What makes birds chirp in the spring?
What makes kids laugh and have fun?
What scares the deer to make it run?
All of these things are hard to explain
like answering why it has to rain
ou answering why l’amour is so cœur, coeur breaking
even though at first its so breath taking
We cannot keep someone forever
but why do they have to change just like the weather?

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Hope toi liked them!