Good morning sun.
It's a new day.
A new opportunity to
Do things you've never done and
See things you haven't seen.
Meet new people and go through different doors to explore
A world or fun, exploration and yet,
Deception and destruction.
gt_gyal01
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY gt_gyal01
Too LateThe same black dress that she had worn to her best friend's funeral draped over her pale, lanky body. She rocked back and forth with the Sharp end of the knife pointing towards her heart. She replayed over and over the reasons why she didnt need her life. 1. Anyone coukd smile in her face but no one could make her feel safe from the childhood monster that had come to visit her in the still, turbulent night. Agitating her innocence, making her body his for the moment. 2. Anyone could tell her she was beautiful but no one replace the countless amount of broken mirrors because she didn't see what they did. 3. Anyone could tell her they loved her but no one like make her feel the love that she was deprived of for so long, the love that she needed all along. 4. Anyone could say they were her friend but no one could be her best friend. The only one that chased the monster away every time The only one that made her feel beautiful. The only one that made her feel loved. Now...  |
youre timeThe tine that The time that I once spent with you is now being replaced by watches and time limits. Watching time pass as we waste moments fearing the future of this love. I put so much time, love and faith into this relationship that my energy is being taken and I'm Weak from all the times that I lay awake staring at you while you sleep, wondering if youre putting the same time and effort as I am. Wondering if this is worth all the tears, wondering and fear. Wondering if this is with all the time. Now as my days turn to night, I sit and wait to become important enough for you. Important enough for your time. |
Disappointing LoveI'm not giving you and ultimatum, I'm just trying to keep It real. For a while you've been trying to let me know how you feel, But then you contradict yourself because the conflict in your mind And now I'm starting to think that this was just a waste of time. Yet Im still holding on, what am i holding on to? Time that keeps on passing and making me feel like this is true? I thought that things would change because I heard that "L" word, But I guess disappointment is something I have to learn. |
Fairy TaleI lay there motionless in bed. My life has been take by the one that Said he loved me the most, But he ended up being the one that Hurt me the worst. How can I be brought back to life? If only my life was like Sleeping Beauty, I would be awaken from my despair by True love's first kiss. Unfortunately every dreamer has to wake up and realize, It's all a dream, Not everyone can have a Happy Ending. |
Darkness FallsToday was different from any other day. Usually I would hide in a Shell of shame like a Butterfly to a cocoon. I was held captive by pain but today , The darkness has fallen |
Morning ThoughtsGood morning sun. It's a new day. A new opportunity to Do things you've never done and See things you haven't seen. Meet new people and go through different doors to explore A world or fun, exploration and yet, Deception and destruction. |
Her DestinyShe died In the arms of the sun In the midst of the night. Confusion flew throughout the world She wondered, "How could I be happy when The world is collapsing before my eyes". She wondered, "How could I be sad when Everything I want is in my life". When she cried, The world was in her hands and It was up to her to Choose The destiny of the Life within her |
Never saw it comingI never saw it coming, The phone call that ended my heartbeat with his The dizziness, the blurred faces and Drained voices as I Hit the ground The river of tears beneath me that Slowly began to down my existence. This woman, my mother Once so song and bold, but now Ghastly and feeble with Tear strained cheeks paralyzed and struck with the recognition that no, He will never come back. I never saw it coming, The walk down the aisle with him Waiting for me at the end. The mahogany, velvet-filled box that he would Now call his home. The loud cries and silent mourners, The cold embraces from those I did not know The lonely nights and loud screams The half smiles and foolish acts The weakened heart and broken mind The whirlwind The end |