Death wishes and angels*~*

by ~*so*over*him*~   Mar 20, 2006


It seems like you are over me
and now my world is black
but i'm not over you
i still want you back

i don't get why i still like you
after you make my life hell
but it's like you just keep pulling me in,
like i'm under a spell

all the bad things you do to me
leave bruises on my heart
and the bruises are getting so big
it's starting to fall apart

my heart is splitting open
and i'm starting to break down
and you are not there to catch me
before i hit the ground

look what you have done to me
my heart and soul are broken
life seems too much to handle
i feel like i am choking

you make my life so complicated
it's too much for me to bear
maybe i should take my life
nobody would even care

i can't believe i'm thinking of this
but it sounds like a good plan
but before i take my own life,
i start to understand

just because i don't have you anymore,
doesn't mean i have nothing
i still have people who love me
and that is defiantly something

they always seem to be there
when i need a helping hand
some call them angels, some call them lifesavers, but i call them friends

they know just how to make me happy,
when i'm with them my heart sings
my friends are my angels,
minus the wings

*~*I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!*~*

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  • 17 years ago

    by PoetryKnight

    Pain is an excellent way of writing poetry. You can do so much with it. pain can make a poem sad but good. life can make poetry seem like it has an over veiw of you. keep up the good work. Your Friend-Aaron