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I hate being here.

Knowing that your "friend" has you.

You accompany your "friend" more than you do me.

You love your "friend" more than i.

I am happy for you.

That you have found someone.

But i wish it was with me.

I will not butt in.

I will not show my depression and jelousy.

I will be happy for you.

Because what i want most,

is for you to be happy.

I just wish it was with me.

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SuicideDoll
09:11 Mar 25 2009

Nice poem, feelings which I'm sure many people can relate to.

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I havent let myself heal yet.

My heart has yet to mend.

I keep on thinking of you,

and its making my heart bend.

I know i need more time,

I know i need more prayer,

If i think of you any longer,

I know my soul will tear.

I want to see you as a friend

but all i see is my love.

I try to keep away from you

but i end up getting shoved.

You are always there with me.

You are always asking where i've been.

It has come to the point

where i get scared to talk to any friends.

Maybe we need some time apart

so we both can heal,

and afterwards we can try again.

If you are willing to take the deal.

I hate and love you so much.

Is that right to do?

but eithier way i know its clear.

I have to be with you.

It hurts so bad to hold back a tear.

But i do it so you can't see.

So you can't see into the liquid mirror

created to slide down my cheek.

So i can hide behind my fake joy

and keep them locked away,

In two crystal balls they sit around

with feelings of sorrow and pain.

Waiting to fill up and shatter into peices

and cry out what's left of me.

Shattered crystal and broken mirrors,

a painful remedy.

I can't hold back anymore so the tears start pouring out.

Scratching and cutting up my face.

Letting it all come out.

Shattered crystal and broken mirrors.

Scattered all over the place.

It hurts so bad to let out these tears

and let them finally encounter your grace.

I can see what you see not.

Vision Milky then Eyes Rot.

When you turn They will be gone,

Wispering their hidden Song.

Then you see what cannot be,

Shadows move where light should be.

Out of darkness,out of mind,

Cast down into the Halls Of The Blind.



-unknown writer-



I just love this poem.