Haunted and hunted,
dead or alive...

I hate that you have loved another,
though i know its true...

Your slipping away from me,
i can feel it...

Not my best poem but i love the theme and believe...
For those of you who don't know; a jenny green...

Why do we fight?
and say things out of spite...

The world will keep on turning,
even without you...

Is it really better to have loved and lost than...
is it better to have felt your arms around me...

Life was bad
my days were so sad...

My friend....
i remember the day we met...

Just want to protect you,
to hold close and take care of you...

I loved him, you know,
i really did...

For my dear baby.......
if i could see you just once more today id scream...