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pathetic.

Poetry By: rileigh
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pathetic.


Submitted:Dec 31, 2010    Reads: 17    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


nightmares, oh nightmares, i can not bear. uncontrollable tears, as i look in the mirror, not seeing myself, but a stranger indeed, not sure who i am, without you in my lead dreams o dreams i wish to last when in your arms my shaking stops. dreams that end way to fast, captured awakened, my hope now drops. do u hear me scream your name in the middle of the night? do you sense all of my pain, each time we start to fight? you look into my mysterious eyes as i stare back at you. convincing me of your lies, when i know what you do. i always refused to believe what they said, until there's some proof i see none but true. til that day at last came when i wished us all dead. regretting so much, i ever loved you. a broken heart of three long years, a broken heart i believed was healed. a mind fullfillled with none bbut fears, a mind once used as my little shield. tears fought back all my life, knives that always tempt me. scars created by that knife, cuts theyll never see.. the last thought on my mind as i end each night, the first to envelope when ive re gained my sight. always let down, always in pain, you changed the frown,you made me sain. my life had changed, for once, with you. never thought of all people, id be cyring over you. the naive little girl hidden inside, believing what you said.. this naive little girl always true to you, yet another tear shall shed, from you of all people, the man with my heart. you of all people, risked ripping us apart. another hole has been added to whats still some how beats. another night or three spent grieving underneath my sheet. nightmare oh nightmare, my life im living is you, dream oh dream come at last, and do what u do.. take me away, make everything right, even if so, it is only for a night. the dread and the misery a shadow to me, dread and misery, till you pay the fee.. pathetic enough to give this chance to you, for without, death shall follow all that i do.




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