fuck it.

catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
edited September 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
saying goodbye before even saying hello
what is going on when this is what happens
my tested patience and a delusional mind
i'm trying so hard but im running out of time
i thought i deserved just a little bit more respect
who was i kidding? not you i suspect.
i dont understand how such a turnaround happened
and right now where i'm sitting, an answer won't be forthcoming
what's to work out? either you do or you don't
either you take that leap and trust me
or do what you're doing, which seems to be...i don't even know
i can't decide for you and i guess that's what's hurting
you must really feel fucked over if you think you can't talk to me
anyway i'm tired of the waiting, of the infinite silence
i've got things that need doing and they don't include you.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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  • i like it
    especially the last two lines
    hits it on the head some things i'm going through right now
    would you mind if i borrow them, for my signature?
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  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    That's a sad story cate-ster.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    this is awesome, blossom :)
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • ahhhh..... feels like breathing.... very nice :)
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