*Note from the author~ this does NOT reflect ANYONE on VR!! You know who you are. If ive told you I love you before, I stick by it. And I always will.
Now, back to our scheduled piece of crap!
:)*
Look at you.
Why, you are just amazing, aren't you?
it is beginning to seem like you have never done wrong in your life.
I don't doubt it.
But I know it.
You lied to me.
Told me that you love me just to get what you want.
I used to tell you I love you.
Now I tell you I hate you. And its true.
I used to stare at your picture for hours.
Now, I cant even look at you for fear of being hurt again.
You almost killed me.
How could you be so heartless?
How could you do this to me?
Well, ill give you one thing- you're a hell of an actor.
Thank you for pretending to care.
But you never meant it, did you?
it was all just that- an act.
I have spent too many days crying over you.
But why can't I stop?
I'm ashamed for thinking you cared for me.
But then why can't I leave?
It's you, isnt it?
You made me love you!
You are a demon. A true creature from Hell.
I am tied to you- the one thing that makes me feel like i'm dieing is the one thing I can't live without.
Damn you.
Damn you to Hell- where you were born.
As if it weren't embarassing enough to be on my knees in front of you, as you wanted me.
But now im crying like a pathetic little bitch!
But that is my fault.
I was stupid and ignorant enough to fall for you.
Literally.
But no more.
See? When I stand, you can't beat me down.
Look in my eyes, damnit!
You owe me much more than that.
I am sick and tired of being yours.
You honestly thought that i'd never stand up for myself?
You're done.
Tell Hell I say hello.
They kicked me out a while ago...
You killed me on the inside, but you should know that I must return the favor
BANG
Yup.
straight down there.
Here.
This one is for you.
You hand- picked it.
You chose it.
Yes, I know it's delicate. It may not be the prettiest or smartest, but I think it likes not being perfect.
Oh, you'll love the imperfection just the same.
Its thorns are sharp. Ready.
This little one has been waiting for this moment since it was only a bud.
Heck, it's only partly opened now!
She's not shy, though. And I know that you find that rare.
She's different, that's for sure.
But she's a loyal little one.
She'll do all she can to hold onto her petals for as long as she possibly can.
I've heard some of the others calling her delicate.
That's a lie.
She's strong. She will be ready.
But, you must be careful.
She didnt start in such a lovely garden as this.
She was in a flower pot for a while.
Thank you for saving her.
It means alot her- why, she's even perked up.
I know you'll take care of her.
Water and care for her.
You're perfect for her.
COMMENTS
I liked it. It was very good.
beautiful. very intense. unique and great, just like you
i love the imagery....the layers...just like rose petals.
~W~
A picture is worth a thousand words.
But what will the words be? How is this specific image so important?
Because it has memories.
The first kiss.
The best friend that you havent seen in years.
The person you cant live without.
Your fifth grade school photo with braces, which you hated at the time.
Now you laugh, because you have the proof of a life.
So special to me.
Those picture moments are what keep me living through it all.
This is my picture.
It's corners are torn.
There's a stain in the corner- coffee, I think.
I look a little awkard, and I know that my hair will always be that messy.
But it's mine.
And look who's standing next to me.
He's mine, and im his.
I think he's worth much more than a thousand words.
But what words would one ever use to describe such a person?
That's a really good question.
He compliments my pictures daily- tells me im beautiful. Tells me I look like a goddess.
I feel so special around him...
He really has an amazing way with words. Makes it effortless.
Until he shows me one of his pictures, and I become speechless.
How is it so easy for him? Because he has such a way with words.
Why cant I be more like him?!
I dont know how to describe him.
This has me feeling like an idiot.
He must think I dont even think hes worth a single compliment. That is Definitely not true.
It's just that he deserves more than a simple compliment.
Over a thousand words.
But which ones?
Have you ever been spinning?
The feeling is intoxicating, you know.
You let your arms extend as you begin. You look up, and see the sky. Rotating above you.
Everything becomes a blur.
Just a part of the 360 degree picture.
You feel like everything is okay.
Like nothing bad can happen to you, because you're moving so fast.
You're weightless while you're spinning.
The same aspects just keep repeating. over and over.
Eventually, you begin to question yourself. Am I spinning, or is everything else just moving around me?
It feels like you can just kep going forever. Just keep spinning.
It's perfect.
Until you stop.
You fall to your knees, and the after effect sets in. Your head and eyes start to ache, as if you are being punished to feel this kind of high.
And as if that weren't enough, reality strikes soon after.
You are faced with stress. heartache.
Well, the expierence was nice while it lasted.
COMMENTS
it happens to everyone. a high that you never want to end and it does. sometimes you find some trips last longer than others ~ but when you are dizzy~ i will catch you and help find your way, friend. hugs
Okay.
I promise you this. That I will do anything for you. Say and act the way you train me to.
Just pretend that you care for me. Show me some kind of praise, and I will obey you.
Just give me another chance. Please.
So many have told me that you aren't worth it.
Maybe not. But, I'm doing it.
I hand myself over to you now.
To beat me down, or build me up- however you decide.
All you have to do is pretend to love me.
I beg of you, and I give you my word.
Hopefully, that's enough.
COMMENTS
please hang in there. i am here for you.
dont rush this, whoever you want, think about it
i love you,S
Such a lovely poem and tribute. While many there be who would love to hear such words, yet so very few are deserving of such devotion. Fewer still have the depth to truly appreciate all it means for almost none know the precious soul of the person so expressing such submission. Truly blessed is the one to whom it is intended. And with such a rich blessing comes a correspondingly heavy responsibility to treat her as such. Still, the decision to so submit is hers alone to make.
very VERY few are so deserving. i hope that the one to whom those words are written is worthy of such.
~W~
Everything moving so fast, it all comes to a blur. Trying to keep up, I become weak.
No.
The mask becomes weak, and begins to fade.
If it disappears, I am left here.
Vulnerable.
You are the one I let pass. I know that I am safe here. You keep me insane. I am depressed when pulled away from our haven. So many will never understand the love we share. Good. If this was granted to everyone, we would no longer stand out.
They dont matter.
All that matters is that we are together.
I know that that isnt possible yet, but I need it so bad.
We will be together not soon enough, and I will be waiting for you.
COMMENTS
dont hide behind a mask, be yourself. if the one you want doesnt want to be with you then they are not worth having. they dont deserve such a great girl.
good luck on waiting
The poem and its emotions are lovely and so very precious.
As your true friend above, so I also wish to add my own words to hers... give your love and devotion only to one who truly deserves such... and has proved that devotion. It is such a precious gift and not one any woman should offer quickly, no matter how deep her feelings might be. Feelings come and go... only actions and time reveal the true person within. And so very often, the person revealed turns out not to be the person we imagine that we "love."
Take things slowly... you have all the time in the world... use that time well and true love will be reveal with the right person and in the right time.
(NOT FINISHED)
She never expected to have this.
To have him.
It is more than she ever expected out of life, and now, she knows that he's not going anywhere.
All her life, she had dreamt about the what- ifs.
What if she did find her true soulmate? What if they really could stay together forever?
She is loved. She is wanted, and special to him.
She will never take him for granted.
It is love they share.
As soiled as their soul is, the love is pure.
Very dark, and wicked love, but the most beautiful type ever imaginable.
The sensation seeps throught my body like a snake. Wrapping around me. Embracing me with wickedness in mind.
My eyes close, and my body shivers- tingles. This feeling is addicting to me now. Erotic.
My head fills with forbidden desires, and has me breathing deeply as I soak it in.
Forbidden until now. When I make my mark, and give into what is my right.
What so many tried to keep me hidden from for so long- but all that is over now.
This is my old life, brought forth into this century to make new.
I am home. I am safe because, well, I would be the one making it dangerous.
My instincts take over me, and my eyes snap open, and begin to search the darkness.
I let my tongue lightly trace my bottom lip.
I am the darkness. I am a silouette that will never blend in, except when forced.
I take off.
Running through the hills with bare feet.
The grass is moist, and feels gratifying to them.
As if even the elements are welcoming me home.
And of course, right over this hill, my family will be waiting for their sister/ daughter.
And we will go together.
We will finally be together. To laugh, and cry. Suffer and praise.
But finally live.
COMMENTS
yes- to live is the greatest thing.
Mmm... such delicious imagery, such revelry and exultation of both life and desire; I love it.
truly you are mature beyond your years, and you have the soul of a true poet.
i look forward to reading more of your work.
~W~
COMMENTS
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LordWolf
21:15 Oct 01 2009
sounds like such a lovely person...they should not cross my path. i might be overly tempted to tear their spine out through their mouth.
~W~
Punkvamp3
21:41 Nov 10 2009
i love this one!! this one deff. spoke to me in everyway. except ive never stood up for myself!!