Description: I probly misspelled some words. and i just thought of this so leave me be.
No More -------------------------------------------
Being told many things
By people I thought I loved
Then figureing out those words were lies
Being alone is something I am used to
It wont hurt me anymore
I just wish when someone said they loved me
They would fallow through
It seems I will only find that in a perfect world
Which this world is not
Many things run through my head day by day
"I wonder if we were closer, would it happen then?"
I have had many failed relationships before
I have beem cheated on three times now
And yet, for some reason, I still try
But not anymore
I will no longer try
To do something I, obviously, cannnot do
amazing writing.... but you just seem so upset in all of them... granted i'm not 1 to talk... but i'm just a 20 year old goth kid what else am i gonna write about?! but i understand what you are saying. sometimes i can't help like i'm 1 big puzzle and if i fall i break apart and i gotta figure myself out again before i can keep going... and i've never been good at puzzles. but somehow every piece goes back together and i get up and keep going through life... just make sure you never give up. if you give up you get nowhere... but if you always try you'll at least take 1 or maybe 2 steps before you fall down again... and that's if you fall down again... you'll always also have people to talk to. and have people to help you through things... the person before me offers help. and so do I. if you need to talk i'll be hare to listen i love your writing and i adore your emotion... i'm here if you need me... and good luck.
I promise you I am not here to point out all of your mispelled words or try to leave a comment that can improve your poetry, because as you said this is something that you didn't want, well maybe not directly say, but I got the feeling as I read your description. It looks as if you are in the love loss field...You have this pain that you can not release, and in order to ignore it, to heal from it, and move on inside of your life, you feel as if you need somebody in your life to stand by you. To take those moments of misery away from you and replace them with the frozen moments of virtue. You need that knight in shiny armor to come and take you away from the darkest pit that you have succumbed too. And more than ever just an open heart, an open mind, a open ear, and even better, an open heart. I feel your pain, and I'm going to tell you that you are not alone inside of this world. Many many years I have been on this love loss trip. As if no one out there understands my feelings, as if no one cares. Hell I even go onto this site just to vent my feelings, and in hope someone can comment on my works of art, and say hey I can relate to that. But no. Unfortunatly this site has changed in the past three years that I have been a member, and I am in the same boat as you are. Hurting, writting, and I got all of these veiws, with very little comments, and if I got a comment, they are never the comments I am looking for. So why do I continue? I don't know why really. Because I love to write out my feelings maybe. Because I am a poet...Or maybe just hope...To find the answeres inside of my life I need to move on just like you are doing. You may not agree with it...But you still have hope inside of you...You may not feel it...But just because you don't notice it, doesn't mean it is not there. You are still alive...I'm sure you can agree with me too, that I don't want to be alive on this world if all I am going to be is alone...And it hurts I know...Every tear that falls is unseen. Every somber whimper of lament is so unheard...And we are forgotten...There is no cure...Months and months fly, and you see every one else so happy with someone else, or something else inside of their life, and you sit their crying inside, why can I not feel like that. Here are my words of comfort to you...I know where you are, and if you promise to grab the hand that I give you, and lift up, and open your mind to someone else, we'll get through this. I assure you I am not a pyscohologist, I don't have a fancy college degree from reading books of science that lable every emotion as a disorder. I am not a preacher, I will not give you a surmon on why you should give your life to God's hands. I am a regular every day person, that has suffered the same as you...Not more, not less, the same. Because as humans, we are all the same...Some are happier than others, some are more hurt than others...But we all share the same thing in common emotion...And understanding...Please...Let me help...