Hate…Ice…Love

I knew I shouldn’t have

But I let my feelings out.

So now I lay here

With red, stinging eyes

And a pain in my heart.

There is only one thing

That can slide through

The ice that covers my heart:

Daggers.

Thrown by, not him this time,

But her.

The one who hates me,

Because I like him…

Or I did.

There is only one thing

That can BREAK the ice:

An arrow.

That arrow has not yet

Been shot.

It is the arrow

Of TRUE LOVE.

Just Journaling

 

I don’t understand why, or how, I feel the way I feel about him. Is it because he knows when I’m upset?? No, he only knows that by the dots…..that I put. Is it because he teaches me without knowing it? No, a lot of people do that. I don’t know the cause of my feelings; I just know they’re there. I don’t know if they’re a good thing, or bad. Sometimes I think it’s good, he’s a nice guy, so it seems. But other times I think it’s bad. If nothing is going to happen beyond what there is now, then it will be for nothing…almost nothing. Feelings are not controlled, you can’t choose who you like, you can only choose to help what you feel.

Forever Loved

My heart goes out to her;

The girl I got so close to

So quickly.

She needs me now

More than ever,

As her body

Is killing her baby.

She doesn’t know

If she will ever see

The child growing inside.

And I want to be there

To comfort her

To hold her while she cries.

The baby has barely moved

And it’s been two days,

We are both getting worried

Hoping the child gets to stay.

I almost cried last night

As I thought of both of them;

The mother so young

And needing a friend.

The baby not even born

And has so many troubles.

Poem

 

I was thinking of you today.

And all that you’ve been through

In the past few weeks.

The day I learned of the accident,

Almost four weeks ago,

I couldn’t help but let the tears fall

And pray to God that you lived.

God answered my prayer,

After three days of worrying,

And constantly asking for updates.

I was afraid to tell you

How you make me smile,

Even when you barely say anything.

I didn’t want to say

Anything about the feelings

I have towards you.

But I did.

At first it was difficult

Because I was trying to stop

The feelings that I had,

But then I couldn’t so I just let it go,

And now they’ve grown.

I can’t help that

And I know that they are probably

There for nothing

Yet they’re there,

And are still growing.

Right now I’m thinking of you,

And how every heartbeat

That beats beneath the scar,

Is a heartbeat that is

Not suppose to have beaten.

I am glad that it beats,

Because if it didn’t,

I wouldn’t have you

To make sure I think the good things.