random_angel

hey thanks, some really good advice there .... i was thinking of concluding it, as it is written on an experiance, but i decided not to. I thought id leave the reader with something to think about .. to conclude for themselves. I think its interesting to see how different people perceive my poems. SO apart from anymore feedback .. does anyone want to share what they thought the poem was about ---- what the story line behind it was? PEACE -xo-

Hey, just a little something something .. please tell me what you think .. i really would like some feedback. Thanks COLD HANDS with cold hands he holds your heart pulling gently, yet tearing you apart feeding his obsession with more and more lies enjoying the pain and hurt in your eyes watching all of your silent tears fall he knows you ... you obide by his call he treats you bad, because you allow it your just another victim, standing behind a coward PEACE -xo-

thanks guys for your response ima keep writing, i'll try and put some more stuff up *kiss* PEACE

ME dont face me degrade me turn away ....coz i hate me cant stand the way i act cant stand the lies cant understand the lows cant control the highs dont understand my reason dont understand my mind like a field full of butterflies grey is hard to find watch you scratch your head watch your mind race dont look at me i know im out of place dont face me degrade me turn away .... coz i hate me STALKERS POINT OF VIEW (this one is obviously a joke between me and one of my friends) I stand outside your window, shivering in the cold I watch you rub your hands, the ones i long to hold i see your lips moving, you must be on the phone I watch you laugh and smile ... and i await for you to change your tone I dont want you to talk to her, or acknowledge her existence You want someone like me, who has proven to be persistent I watch you get up, and i see you turn on your light You look so mad "where are you bitch" .... like you want to fight You see me by the window, and look at me like im a freak Do you know i love you? Do you see the tear on my cheek? but this is how i see you, from a stalkers point of view all i secretly wanted to do ..... is watch you SCARS force of habit unusual life keep score on your arm with a knife each cut marks misery anger or pain cuts turn to scars visable like a stain my life is now a story carved in my arm until the day that i succeed i will continue to cause this harm Thats all from me for now ... feedback would be really nice thanks *kiss* PEACE