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